~Iromar~ ~175lbs, 41”~ ~3 Years~ ~Black heart unguarded~ ~Black hear unloved~ ~Baphomet X Ishtar~
Screw this heat, seriously though I would devour it if I could. It didn't help that my picture perfect ebony coat with just a dash of crimson color was so dark and just welcomed the sun to boar down it's heat on me. Fricken mother nature! Even though I stand 41' at my shoulders, an impressively large princess I must say, I move with the grace and elegance of a ballerina and the silence of an owl in flight. One might say my movements are that of a dance. My signature smirk slaps across my lips as I slide my way through the trees, no mist here which gives me great viewing distance but it's still not home, whatever. I had no destination in mind, I was just bored and looking for something to amuse me, to tickle my fancy and allow me to oh maybe torture it in any way shape or form? My nails dig into the earth below me and I shut my ruby eyes, allowing my other senses to pick up and boy did they ever, a play toy was in the air.
A sadistic glow comes over my face and I lift my skull high on my shoulders and slide around a few trees, sneaking around and heading slowly in the general directions of Loki. And there he is, foolishly exposing his soft tender stomach, I need to lap at my lips to contain the saliva forming. No, I wasn't going to eat him, well unless her tempted me but come one now evil creatures roam these lands and you just can't trust anyone these days. Myself Included.
A brow was raised on my right eye brow and I shift my eyes back and forth, movement of my strong limbs happens and my voice, angelic as ever bounces off my tongue. "You are most brave to be exposing such tender flesh." I pause"Brave or foolish." There I was satisfied with that and of course in my mind he was foolish to do such a thing. I set my crimson paws about 6 feet from this fellow and looked down at him, cocking my head to the side. "Who the hell are you?" My nostrils twitched and his scent was not in my brain. My ears were pushed forward and my expression on my face was not one to cross, though it was no unfriendly by any means. I could give the best poker face in the world, I could just try me. Only my family members, well only some of them would only truly be able to know what I held behind it. Actually They'd only be able to guess and have an actual good guess.
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