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Posted on November 16, 2014 at 04:19:02 AM by AITHNE
 He obeys her stern words and Aithne feels a prick of satisfaction at that, almost relief. She is still quite at a loss on how to behave in such a situation with a male. Never before has she felt the desire to move closer to another - never did she think it would be possible. Her body is still incredibly hard wired to assault all those who violate her personal space with a stronger reaction to males. Even being within a hairsbreadth of Praetor sets off alarm bells in her body. Their connection allows a certain degree of relaxation on her part yet it also enhances each moment with him. Andras had been this close as had Malikye, but Aithne knew it was nothing personal. There was no desire between them all - so she believed - and as such all she merely had to do was brush it off or reveal a fang to show she meant business. With Praetor things were.. complicated. Praetor does not question her. He immediately sets to his task, moving around so that he can assault the back of the strange creature and Aithne's eyes intensify as she focuses upon him and it. The shell is almost like the thick scales of the alligators, she thinks, tough enough that her teeth cannot pierce through. When Praetor growls at his lack of immediate success her hackles rise and she begins to pace back and forth in front of the crab, lips peeling and dropping and her own growl reverberating in her chest while her tail flicks cat-like in agitation. It is perhaps a side effect of their bond, feeling his own agitation as hers, and also the thrill of such a thing. As his lavender eyes flick up to her, Aithne's meet his and lock on, eager to hear about this difficult meal. The crab is quick to take advantage of his negligence in his attempt to educate her and the pincer darts towards Praetor. But it is slow, not nearly as fast as the agile skill of their wolven bodies, yet the way it dares try to harm him sets her off. With a sudden snarl Aithne darts in at it's head, one huge paw coming down with force on the pincher opposite of the one he is now tearing at, holding it down even as the crab attempts to squeeze her pads between it's claws. A flash of fangs and she dips her head so that her jaws wrap around the arms of the pincer and tear it clean off the body even while Praetor likely does the same to the other. Together they will have disabled the only true means of protection this sea creature had. With that out of the way she shifts her head and yanks off one of the legs, crunching down on it and grimacing. Aithne doesn't waste things, though, and swallows it quickly, looking up at him. "I thought it was supposed to be soft and sweet, but it is crunchy and...." She doesn't finish the statement, grimacing once more in obvious disapproval, not even considering that beneath the hard shell lies succulent meat. A I T H N E Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing; bow down to the mighty _______________________ |
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