AISHA
she grabbed a razor for me
and she did it, just like that
and she did it, just like that
There was a familiar silence following her snark, the tiger honed in on doing his work. Aisha was more prone to distraction than he, but he was probably right this time. This was no herd of deer they hunted, this was a deadly creature; a hunt that would take reserve, and a beast that demanded caution.
She kept her eyes on the ursur she spotted, not wanting to lose it to the white surroundings as one so easily could. Luckily the fox's eyes were keen, specific, and once she'd made out the shape of the bear she refused to let it melt away. Soon enough Deimos appeared below her, all crystalline eyes and thick snowy fur. He only had a little further to go, but it was a little too much. A sudden crunch snapped her attention to the crumbling debris, to where Deimos's brawn had been a bane just this once.
The bat snorted, something that would've been amusement if she hadn't noticed the ursur looking their way as well. She wouldn't be much help in this form, the bat was a scout, not a warrior. She folded her wings and dove down to where the tiger waited, shifting into the leopard's skin, paws meeting ground. She jogged forward a bit with momentum, stopping beside the tiger's flank, just shorter and smaller, but teeth just as sharp.
Ears flattened, the leopard snarled, her tail lashing behind her. How should we play this?
She kept her eyes on the ursur she spotted, not wanting to lose it to the white surroundings as one so easily could. Luckily the fox's eyes were keen, specific, and once she'd made out the shape of the bear she refused to let it melt away. Soon enough Deimos appeared below her, all crystalline eyes and thick snowy fur. He only had a little further to go, but it was a little too much. A sudden crunch snapped her attention to the crumbling debris, to where Deimos's brawn had been a bane just this once.
The bat snorted, something that would've been amusement if she hadn't noticed the ursur looking their way as well. She wouldn't be much help in this form, the bat was a scout, not a warrior. She folded her wings and dove down to where the tiger waited, shifting into the leopard's skin, paws meeting ground. She jogged forward a bit with momentum, stopping beside the tiger's flank, just shorter and smaller, but teeth just as sharp.
Ears flattened, the leopard snarled, her tail lashing behind her. How should we play this?
when she want something
she don't wanna pay for it
she don't wanna pay for it
