A small rustle in the foliage sent her on edge. The metallic sent that lingered in the air seemed aged but she new it well, the scent intertwining with the flowers proved to be pleasing to her delicate senses. She wasn’t ready to leave her spot yet something didn’t feel right. She tried to make sure nothing in her posture changed other than deciding to shift to a resting on her haunches placing herself in a better position for movement. She was delicate to make her movements lazily as not raise any alarms.

The shape lunging out from cover was dark much like a shadow. Her pristine ears glued upon her colorful crown. She knew she had to move fast, Enya’s reflex’s where tuned and honed in over her years but she had never been confronted by her own kind outside of a time in her youth but she never chose to fight. She leap from her position his jaws just barely missing her foreleg. She knew injury to her limbs would prevent a swift change of escape. She was proud of the body she inherited but even still she weight more than her mother but perhaps she was more swift than this male could be.

I deep snarl escaped her maw before her large jaws separated to reveal a pristine set of fangs. She wish to interrogate him a trait she perhaps acquired from her mother however it seemed it would have to wait or perhaps it would be non-existent. She made no attack, no counter she only stood with hackles raised and teeth barred. The tension could be felt in the air she was cautious with her movements trying to keep as much open flesh from him as possible. “Leave me.” This wasn’t a warning it was more of a demand. She held no royal blood and yet she was not without pride. She knew getting pinned by this male would most certainly mean injury or death. If she where to make attacks she would need to do them swiftly and retreat. After all she did hope for interesting company.

*It's alright and i'm sure it will be fun! I am excited to see what will happen!*