i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
Taking a step forward though doing her best not to get near enough to Danta that the blood still beading off of him might transfer on to her, Flora folds her arms across her chest and peers down at the thing. "Huh. My brother's friend has that shift." She murmurs, tilting her head. "If it had been an attuned..." Decided that the question wasn't worth finishing, Flora just pulls in a breath and shrugs.
"Well, those aren't really the cleanest cuts you've made." She says, nodding at the jagged tears across the feline's pelt. 'But I bet my mom wouldn't turn down a pair of mittens made from it." Flora adds, her words holding no small amount of bite amidst the playfulness. Quite what she thinks about the show her mother and Danta had put on the dance floor, was confusing even to Flora.
'I have to find something poisonous to stab.' She answers. "Is that poisonous?' Nodding toward the Jaguar, Flora's grin suddenly turns a touch menacing. "Are you?"
"Well, those aren't really the cleanest cuts you've made." She says, nodding at the jagged tears across the feline's pelt. 'But I bet my mom wouldn't turn down a pair of mittens made from it." Flora adds, her words holding no small amount of bite amidst the playfulness. Quite what she thinks about the show her mother and Danta had put on the dance floor, was confusing even to Flora.
'I have to find something poisonous to stab.' She answers. "Is that poisonous?' Nodding toward the Jaguar, Flora's grin suddenly turns a touch menacing. "Are you?"
