Maeve didn’t get to watch her fish for too long before a earthly looking male made his appearance. She watched the male curiously a gleam of humor shimmering in her eyes. “I find the shadows are the best places to play my dear.” She purred brushing her muzzle slightly beneath his chin before picking up per prize and scampering slightly out of reach yet continuing to listen to his questioning.



She brought her catch between her jaws before rolling to her back and tossing it in the air using her paws to keep up tugging on its tail sighing tossing it slightly aside as she pondered his continuation. She found her footing quickly and circled the male tilting her head every once in a while before striking. She moved in attempts to tackle him to the ground hopping the surprise of her actions would leave her successful.



She giggled madly looking the boy over wagging her tail ever so slightly; “It seems you are the one who is cold, not myself. Why are you here in the shadows with me?” Maeve couldn’t quite contain her amusement as she found her pearly whites nipping now at the boys face and throat. The fish might not have been much entertainment but perhaps he could be.