Something strange about Nix

Obsidian took several steps back at her outburst. She gave off a scent that proved false to her actions.

"Your scents," Obsidian began, unsure if he could continue. She smelled like an animal in heat.

Luna tried to rack her brain on what he meant by scent and why his eyes ravaged her even without touching. 

Feeling self-conscious, she instantly regretted her choice of clothing. "Please leave." She whispered, scared about what he might do to her in his state.

Her eyes widened after she finally came to the right conclusion. Remembering her brother had rubbed something on her in the guise of it being an ointment.

'You are going to love the experience.' Thinking back on his exact words, she cringed and bit down on her bottom lips.

'Solis!' She hissed, making a mental note of choking the light out of him when they saw.