It was an urge, an overwhelming feeling coming from the center of her being. She snorted and looked around her den. Yes, HER den. And it was time. Time to flaunt herself at the males and see who would be worthy of her. Which one would be the best of those that chased her? She stood up for the hundredth time. This time she stood it was different. It was THE time for her.

Samian groaned inwardly. She could feel the emotions and lust coming from her Wher, just a bright and very urgent radiance through the shared bond. She wanted to fling herself at the first male that walked by her. In essence she felt like a feline in heat, wanting to just jump at the next male. She used her restraint to keep from doing what her urges... no, her Whers urges was screaming at her to do.

Samiask growled deep in her throat when she sensed, and felt, males nearby. She left her den at a jog, though it quickly became a long strided run. Her body barreling down the tunnels as she took the tunnels she knew that led to the outside. To the beasts she knew was there, and the waiting males. She burst from the exit and made for the beast pens. She came to a skidding halt and eyed the herdbeasts.

She crouched low to the ground her eyes slits. She felt her handler come out and stand to watch on the sidelines. Pounce! She leaped and landed on a buck, breaking his spine from the force of her leap. She heard the silent command from her handler and sucked the buck dry. She leaped and landed on another buck that had tried to be fearless. It paid the price for it's stupidity. She sucked that one dry and crouched low to the ground again. She leaped over the fence and she was gone like a streak of gold electricied lightening.

Samian sat on the ground and waited. The emotions running through her body, her hands shaking from the force of her will to keep the emotions at bay. For now. Males! I run, you chase! Now!

[NPC Male Whers are welcome to join the Run]
{OOC Note- I'm restarting Samiask's run on here. Males needed please!]