go on. bare your teeth,
and i will pull them out one by one.
While that may be, my sweet sparrow," his words spill from his foul tongue.
Her dark tipped ears disappear into her tangled tendrils and her eyes narrow. Sparrow? Did she look like a sweet sparrow? NO. A wolf? Yes. Snapping and growling with jowls pulled back to reveal her sharp teeth. Yes. "I am NO sparrow. Sparrows are weak, feeble things," she growls and snaps her tail across her mahogany haunches. "I am like the wolf and if you don't leave me be! You will find out exactly how I am like one!" She raises her head defiantly and stares down her nose at the grullo.
And even with her threats of violence he still dares to step closer. She wrinkles her nose protest as his stench wafts around her and burns her nostrils. Luck has decided that you are the only lady worthy of my attentions today. Luck? Pfft. If this is what he calls luck then he is even dumber then he looks. "Is this how you think you should talk to me?" she asks with a jerk of her head. Her dark tail lashes across her hocks, and her head lowers as she plans how she could escape. She could shove her shoulder into his tipping him (hopefully off balance enough) that she could flee into the trees. OR she could scream loud enough that someone would hear and come to rescue her from this imbecile. OR maybe mother had secretly followed her and would come bursting through those trees any moment.
"You think so highly of yourself... when you should not," she snaps, clearly annoyed by his presence "now, if you DON'T mind, I have to go meet my dad." A lie. But he didn't need to know that! He didn't need to know that she didn't know her dad nor where he even was. Those are little "tiny" details. With a snort, she shoves her shoulder in his direction, not caring where it landed; as long as it connected with him.
ooc: Sen you have permission to be as physical with her as Trib needs. :D
MUTT - MARE - BAY - FIFTEEN POINT TWO HANDS
of the Arch
