even if i lost the fight
"Aww," Aisha gave a mock pout to his protest, before making room for her amused smirk once more. It was nice to unwind, have a drink with a pretty face and good company. She didn't worry much now about LongNight, or the state of the Grounds, or what she might pursue in the future. This guessing game was all she drank in at the moment, and it brought a greatly appreciated dose of dopamine to her nerves.
She played the mysterious femme fetale as he eyes her, trying to give nothing away and watch him squander in his guesses. What he does next is unexpected, but draws a gleam to her eyes. He chose a snake's skin, a rather large snake at that. Impractical, but weren't the best people just that? She smiled, this time with teeth, there was always something exciting about seeing another shifter in their animal form.
A bird? The girl scoffed, drawing her glass to her lips once more as she replied to the cobra, "Do I really look that tame?"
She played the mysterious femme fetale as he eyes her, trying to give nothing away and watch him squander in his guesses. What he does next is unexpected, but draws a gleam to her eyes. He chose a snake's skin, a rather large snake at that. Impractical, but weren't the best people just that? She smiled, this time with teeth, there was always something exciting about seeing another shifter in their animal form.
A bird? The girl scoffed, drawing her glass to her lips once more as she replied to the cobra, "Do I really look that tame?"
you should've seen the other guy
AISHA
