AISHA
i don't want to fight
don't want to beg you
don't want to beg you
Aisha was usually pretty good with reflexes, jumping out of the way or offering an instintual smack to anything that might come up on her fast. But this thing came up on her really fast, and the leopardess simply stood with a look of shock on her face as snow was kicked up in her direction. Her hand darted to her sword, fingers curling around the golden hilt as she glared at the figure before her, eyes narrowed as she scrutinized and calculated.
And then with the words she realized this was Kiada, the friend of Deimos and girlfriend of Chulane who had just last season returned from Mort's realm. The fuck was she going so fast for? The woman's mutual connections, apology, and general beauty saved her from a verbal beat down from the cursed soldier, instead she humphed and replied, "Are you? Bein chased or what?" The hand that'd gravitated towards the sword landed on her hip.
And then with the words she realized this was Kiada, the friend of Deimos and girlfriend of Chulane who had just last season returned from Mort's realm. The fuck was she going so fast for? The woman's mutual connections, apology, and general beauty saved her from a verbal beat down from the cursed soldier, instead she humphed and replied, "Are you? Bein chased or what?" The hand that'd gravitated towards the sword landed on her hip.
i wouldn't hurt you
maybe i'd hurt you if i could
maybe i'd hurt you if i could
