Thalassa
Her spine arches as she props her arms against the bar, tail flicking behind in a seductive dance of ease that's cut short by the bite of irritation, a stutter in the rhythm that transitions into something slow and curious. The blue of her eyes moves from the bartender to Colt, an eyebrow raised to get a better look at the snapping attitude. It's not something she's seen from the rancher, and she thinks it must be a joke until their eyes meet, laughter bursting forth at the anger she sees there.
Thal shifts her head forward, baffled to the point of disbelief and pointedly ignoring the pang in her chest as she teases. "Damn. I insulted you, got you crushed by a horse, and put you on your ass multiple times, but a kiss is what pisses you off." She shakes her head, another low and melodic chuckle flowing from her crooked grin. Fangs peek from her lips, her tongue running over their tips as she turns back to the blazing alcohol making its way towards them. "If it helps, I didn't come over here to hit on you. It was just a kiss." Shrugging her shoulders, she lets her eyes wander the rest of the bar, wondering who might be better company if Colt decides to continue being a piss-poor drinking partner.
Thal shifts her head forward, baffled to the point of disbelief and pointedly ignoring the pang in her chest as she teases. "Damn. I insulted you, got you crushed by a horse, and put you on your ass multiple times, but a kiss is what pisses you off." She shakes her head, another low and melodic chuckle flowing from her crooked grin. Fangs peek from her lips, her tongue running over their tips as she turns back to the blazing alcohol making its way towards them. "If it helps, I didn't come over here to hit on you. It was just a kiss." Shrugging her shoulders, she lets her eyes wander the rest of the bar, wondering who might be better company if Colt decides to continue being a piss-poor drinking partner.
Never been the type to
Let someone see right through
Let someone see right through
