Katherine could not help but bite her lower lip at the movement of those magnificant wings. She felt rather plain and boring compared to the High Fae. All she had to offer was a bit of blue.
If Katherine could have blushed, she would have. "Uhm, no. Mostly just my favourite victims-" She glanced back at the screen where Fenrir's eyes stared back at her and turned it around so he could have a look himself. Her family already had to endure her often enough but the wolves usually got the worst of it. It was their fault for being so goddamn beautiful.