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Unemotional as ever, the female padded along her way through the meadows that bordered the forest, her red eyes though gleaming into the night, hooded. Noise roused her curiosity then, and though her features did not show it, she turned her frame and moved silently towards the source of the noise. Curses growls reached her ears, and despite herself, there was a slight twitching of her maw into a barely noticeable smirk, however, that too vanished as she approached the large hole.

Her movements were silent; indeed, she'd been deemed a 'silent huntress' before, and with good reason too. Upon reaching the side of the hole, her languid gaze swept down to stare at the demon. She seemed unimpressed as she lay herself down on the border of the hole, "That's not the way to hell," she had assumed that was the place he'd been wishing to reach; her voice was languid, an unemotional whisper as she tilted her head in mild curiosity. Her presence seemed to practically radiate cold; it was odd, seeing as how her paws burned brightly, "If you wish to go to hell, you must first murder... and then get killed."

Despite her unemotional mask remain firmly placed upon her features, it seemed to slip for a moment, her eyes, usually hooded opening entirely as her maw twitched into the smallest of smiles; she was amused at his words and laughter. It lasted for merely a moment before she closed her eyes and looked away from the hole and the male's form, her tail thumping languidly over the floor.

She seemed unperturbed by the maniacal cackles, shrills of laughter that would have set many others running for the hills; in fact, by the time he was finished with his cackling, and she'd finally turned her gaze towards him, she tilted her head in silent question. Bringing hell to earth; it sounded interesting, if not impossible, however, she kept her thoughts to herself. It was clear that this female was one of few actions and even fewer words and emotions.

"You easily could have been one of Hell's angels. Why are you here with all these mortals?"

For the first time ever, the female paused; her body seemed to recoil slightly, and then she closed her eyes and her maw spread into the first real smile she'd offered anyone; it was cold. Even more cold was the slight laughter that rung through the air; unlike his, hers was soft, a musical tinge... a cold musical tinge, like a demon's song. It lasted a mere moment, however, the smile remain there, almost silently mocking him, daring him to come out, "I was born here," were her only words, her eyes hooded, gleaming in an eerie red down at him, "That is why I'm here..."

Her eyes slowly slid away from him, her fire marked paws tucking into her chest, her form shifting slightly as she curled up; it was unnatural how she was completely unpreocupied about the male below. Any other would have been on edge, almost expecting an attack, however, Howl seemed to retain an emotional detatchment to the situation on hand.

Raising her gaze, she glanced through hooded eyes at the starts above; they blinked back at her, unpreocupied. Her wings twitched then, whisps of fire released as they moved, "Earth is earth," the breathed, her eyes closing as one paw moved from the place she'd tucked it under her chest, moving over the soil, sharp white claws sinking down, "Hell is hell," reopening her eyes, her head tilted so that she was gazing down at the male from the corner of merely one eye, and then she smiled again; once more, it was merely the phantom of a smile, a twitch of her maw, "You can not have one in the other... I think Earth might be more terrible a place than hell, given the circumstance though. You might just find yourself at home in this place, ruthless as it is..." finaly facing him entirely, her smile slipped away from view.

Watching him as he licked his fangs, she should have felt fear, she should have felt nervous at least, and yet the female found herself merely feeling bemused, amused by his actions, "What would you like?"