She obeys, drawing a delicious hum through the blood king. Her voice is like a wave of temptation as she speaks, ears flickering to catch her words and take note of what she says. His mind shifts, imagining the places she has been to and the things she has seen. He too has experienced such things and more.
Good.
She was seasoned.
Her strike is enough to cause a vicious snarl to rip through him. His body seems to shudder at her retaliation, fur rising as ears pin upon thick skull. He turns his head to her now, deep eyes scanning across her face. His features reveal nothing of the dangerous thoughts that linger within his mind. His body tenses, desire rippling through him at her casual attack and her easy return to comfort. Brave girl. He takes note of her unfearing demeanor and for that reason questions where her fears lie.
She answers once more, her words almost a riddle as they fall upon his ears. He perks them, a smirk drawing upon scarred features. Her head turns, falling upon his body and he lifts a lip in a delighted snarl. How easy it was for this encounter to go so smoothly. Almost too easy, perhaps this dame was a trap and she had spies waiting for him to lower his guard until the strike. He lifts his own head away from her, ignoring her question for the time being, and scanning the area. Nose lifts, catching no other scent save for her own sweet musk.
My apologies, the demons in his mind cause him to be tentative. They whisper cruel thoughts of disaster and destruction at all hours of the night. For one that appears so very sane and strong, he is a crazed thing, running on fumes.
Tread lightly around such a thing as he.
He moves his head back to her, drawing near to where he originally attacked her. No blood, nothing, but he allows his tongue to slide from killer jaws to glide along the area all the same. “my apologies, gypsy.” he murmurs, “I have..” he pauses, warm tongue returning to slide along his own lips as if savoring a meal. “urges.” he states simply, eyes leaving her to once again fall upon the area around them. She questioned his fears and he is not one to show his weakness so easily. A riddle for a riddle. “i fear falling short.” a simple answer and he will leave it at that.