When it rains, look for rainbows.
Her mental tongue sticks out at his jibe, tempted to race him just to prove he's not that fast, even if that hadn't been what she'd meant. And lucky for him, her prey distracts her from any necessary punishments for mercenaries who lead her to difficult targets. It wiggles beneath her paws only long enough for her to appreciate her accomplishment before she's letting out a verbal growl that sounds more like a giggle through the bond, snapping her jaws around the neck to give it a decisive shake.
She raises back up with a proud puff of her chest, a feline grin on her features that's speckled with blood between her fangs. I know. One paw releases its hold, but the other stays possessively on her kill, her ears flicking with interest as she looks up at Callum. Ooh. Do you know how to make stew? Her nose twitches, mouth watering as she thinks of how delicious the meat would taste - but also having no cooking skills to speak of.
She raises back up with a proud puff of her chest, a feline grin on her features that's speckled with blood between her fangs. I know. One paw releases its hold, but the other stays possessively on her kill, her ears flicking with interest as she looks up at Callum. Ooh. Do you know how to make stew? Her nose twitches, mouth watering as she thinks of how delicious the meat would taste - but also having no cooking skills to speak of.
When it's dark, look for stars.
Nova
