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Posted on November 26, 2013 at 01:33:03 AM by Jagger
soul forever her own | heart captured by none | Hastati for Glorall | no children |
Why be the damsel when you could be the dragon? That was her philosophy. Yes, technically she was a damsel and yes, sometimes she was in distress, but she could handle it. If nothing else, she made sure she could always handle it, no matter what situation she was in. She could take care of herself and anyone she had to. She was a feisty thing, full of fire. She was a killer and didn't lose sleep over it. She only killed those who deserved it, why should she regret taking the monsters and leeches out of this world? But for all her skills, she didn't know how to handle the male before her. Her body, already taut as a bowstring, tensed even more. Cute? Cute? She flattened her ears back against her skull, a growl that would scare anyone except her idiot pouring from her mouth, trying to disguise her flustered state. Thank god her fur was dark enough, he couldn't see her blush. "I. Am not. Cute." She said slowly, speaking every syllable precisely as if speaking to a child who wasn't quite as quick as the others. She knew attacking him wouldn't get her anywhere, it seemed to encourage him,of all things, but fighting was what she did best. That, and being sarcastic and more stubborn than an ancient mule. Despite this, her body loosened back to its normal state, though still with the tension she always carried. Too tense and her movements would be stiff, choppy. If she did attack she needed her movements to be fluid and quick. "Stalking anyone is pretty psychopathic, don't you think?" She asked, trying to think of the best way to get him out of there. Good, good. Thinking of moves and counterattacks and what-to-do-of-he-did-this kept her mind off the fact that she didn't want him to leave. Would it kill her? "Yes. Yes, it would." She answered without batting an eyelash. It would kill her because after that it'd be harder and harder to act like he didn't affect her, to work up any real anger at him. Was it really possible to keep her fire while surrendering it to him? It would be if she wasn't careful. She eyed him as he got up up, heart beginning to race faster and faster the closer he came. She stifled a shiver, and ear twitching at the sound of his voice. This was not good. Not. Good. At. All. If possible she liked this tone more than his usual one. Despite the cold, her skin warmed and prickled with awareness. She was grateful for the darkness once more, grateful for anything that hid her reaction to him. Her eyes flashed and her breaths shortened and turned shallow, telegraphing her emotions against her will. How embarrassing! Honestly, for her reaction to be this strong just from his voice. She glared challengingly at him, chin lifting when he spoke of being afraid."Of you? Ha! Not even in your dreams."  html by ariel
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