COLT
What if I hurt you, what if I leave you
What if I find somebody else, and I don't need you
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
What if I break your heart in two
What if I find somebody else, and I don't need you
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
What if I break your heart in two
Colt's knowledge of beasts is admittedly limited to the ones she's worked with the most, which definitely doesn't include sea panthers. Dogs, horses and their ilk, cattle variants, and all the flora and fauna of King's End she knows like the back of her hand. Hak Etme she's been studying, and since joining the Wild Watch she's been exposed to quite a few new sorts, usually dangerous and deadly and set to be exterminated. There are certain traits one can infer, the way prey runs and predators stalk, the way anything fights for what makes the most sense in terms of survival, and the way faces are always sensitive and weak. She's by no means a complete behaviorist and field scientist though.
What Grimm says does make sense, admittedly, and she huffs with the complaint of not having that thought sooner. "All the worse then, to know a sea panther not in its right mind was coming for me." A bit more of her nerves and frustration yield to the humor as a twitch of a smile dares interrupt the rebuke. "Maybe you'd been rabid." He brows lift and she pointedly looks to the corner of his mouth for foam.
Despite his annoyance, her own ebbs further away, and a short snicker responds to his sarcastic addition. "Well, now I know what kind of present to get you for the future." A collar, with a bell. Red seems like it'd suit him. This allows her to gather her breath and her composure better, and she gets her balance back under her fully, leaving the fence be, although she does miss his point entirely. "I won't touch a damn thing," she assures, rolling one shoulder with the promise in clear dismissal of the potential. She means to get the fuck out of here as fast as possible, so all she'll be coming into contact with is her heels on the pathway floor. "Thanks for the hospitality," she mumbles with a crooked slant to her lips and a farewell dip of her head, and then she turns and departs, each stride helping her leave behind the clawing fear and replacing it back with her surefooted confidence of heading onward.
[FIN]
What Grimm says does make sense, admittedly, and she huffs with the complaint of not having that thought sooner. "All the worse then, to know a sea panther not in its right mind was coming for me." A bit more of her nerves and frustration yield to the humor as a twitch of a smile dares interrupt the rebuke. "Maybe you'd been rabid." He brows lift and she pointedly looks to the corner of his mouth for foam.
Despite his annoyance, her own ebbs further away, and a short snicker responds to his sarcastic addition. "Well, now I know what kind of present to get you for the future." A collar, with a bell. Red seems like it'd suit him. This allows her to gather her breath and her composure better, and she gets her balance back under her fully, leaving the fence be, although she does miss his point entirely. "I won't touch a damn thing," she assures, rolling one shoulder with the promise in clear dismissal of the potential. She means to get the fuck out of here as fast as possible, so all she'll be coming into contact with is her heels on the pathway floor. "Thanks for the hospitality," she mumbles with a crooked slant to her lips and a farewell dip of her head, and then she turns and departs, each stride helping her leave behind the clawing fear and replacing it back with her surefooted confidence of heading onward.
[FIN]
What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up, and it's our last first kiss
What if I loved all these what ifs away
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up, and it's our last first kiss
What if I loved all these what ifs away
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
