The Misery is Necessary
09-01-2015, 10:00 AM
Attention would click into the direction of a stranger, a man at that. Hurt and damaged optics shooting through him with defense as she pulled her ears back to her skull but remained laying down. Her stance was still tense, ready to flee or fight if needed but since she had claimed this her home for the time being she wasn't looking to just hop away. "It seems to be that you are the one intruding." She didn't want to sound threatening her voice gentle without a hint that he wasn't welcome. But her eyes were piercing at him. Though her first heat season was over, her scent was probably still stuck on the walls. She didn't want to feel like she was in danger. "Let him feel it, let him hurt. He doesn't belong here, I know what you're thinking." |
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