Ramesha walked through the forest with her nose to the ground, looking for something good to eat. She had had a small mouse that she had dug up not long ago but for one her size and who had her hunger for blood a tiny mouse wasn't nearly enough for her. She growled and dug at the base of a tree hoping to find something that smelled good, but found nothing. She howled as she ran through the trees hoping to scare something out of them. She wanted the thrill of the case, the love of blood filling her mouth as she killed something. She howled hoping to hear something run away in fear.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
