KIADA
She can feel the amusement radiate from Amalia, and she internally grins, smug at it before her attention returns to the gourd she’s demolished. A dark, tasseled ear flickers toward Amalia as she hears another rustle, but Kiada remains on her dead pumpkin now, lifting her head with dripping jaws of pumpkin goo, to watch as Amalia coils and begins to pounce.
The feeling of laughter is sent to her as she keeps the gourd in place while it growls and tries to leave, and Kiada can’t help but purr loudly, a sharp sound of laughter and amusement in watching that struggle too. But she’s focusing on her own pumpkin, pressing her nose into it and moving it around to take a mouthful of the creature – finding it tastes exactly like a regular pumpkin. Hm, how odd? Eyes drift toward Amalia once more, a twinkle of play within them.
The feeling of laughter is sent to her as she keeps the gourd in place while it growls and tries to leave, and Kiada can’t help but purr loudly, a sharp sound of laughter and amusement in watching that struggle too. But she’s focusing on her own pumpkin, pressing her nose into it and moving it around to take a mouthful of the creature – finding it tastes exactly like a regular pumpkin. Hm, how odd? Eyes drift toward Amalia once more, a twinkle of play within them.
& here you come
with a shield for a heart
and a sword for a tongue
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
