She walked with a confident, carnal stride to the door of the nightclub, it's neon lights a sexy beacon in the dark city. She was a jaguar, and a very attractive one at that, her black fur and low-cut dress melding together to give the illusion of her being unclothed, attracting the stare of most males. One small look-over from the large bouncer manning the door, and she was in. She's met with an image of a typical nightclub, the large dance floor occupied by a thick, vibrant mob of furs and humans alike, all grinding and dancing to the same exotic beats. She didn't feel like dancing, so the bar was the next best place. Walking to the bar, hips swinging seductively as she did so, a few eyes in the room noticed the bombshell walking smoothly through the club, as casually as if she'd done it a hundred times before. She takes a vacant seat, it being the only one there, next to a human teen, barely old enough to drive, let alone drink, and a feminine rabbit.

Herself not looking for a charge of pedophilia, or a night with a fem-boy, she orders a drink for herself, a rum with coke, and relaxes on the bar, calmly observing the dance floor once again; the same group still a mob of sex and sweat, moving just as it did when she first walked in. The bartender gets her drink, and she takes a small sip, letting the flavor roll her tongue before swallowing. She eyes up the club for prospects, but no one really comes to mind; the lanky teenager next to her sat there nervously, fidgeting slightly. Her eyes came to stop on another pair, a pair of green slits, sharp and dark with intelligence; he was another jaguar, and an equally sexy one at that. She held his gaze for a few moments, before offering a small smile, her eyes perfectly straight and white, not to mention visible in contrast to her dark fur. Taking one final sip from her drink, she pushes it aside and stands up, smoothly heading towards the dance floor. Easing past the dancers, she found a small spot on the dance floor and slowly swayed back and forth, the music dark and heavy, it settled into her body, into her hips, and she let go. Though she was dancing like everyone else, she was by no means unremarkable, every throw of her rear and erotic move of her dance attracting the attention of most eyes, a dark and green on in particular. She just let loose, submitting herself to the music, each deep, vibrant pulse showing in every shake and sway of her dance. She danced alone for a minute, before a pair of paws, midnight black, wrapped themselves on her stomach, the jaguar, color of dusk, matching her dance behind her. She smiled inwardly, grinding her hips against the male behind her, him growing dominantly as she did. The dance took an aggressive turn, the music turning aggressive and fast-paced.