Natures Toys{M}

"You aren't going anywhere...!" The carmine beauty grumbles to a small and terrified figure that's shaking beneath her right paw. A devilish smirk engulfs her lips as she pushes down on the small red fox, and of course it squirms and scrambles to its paws to run away from her. It covers a few feet of ground before it skids to a dead stop and squeaks in an attempt to plead for mercy. Marco is now standing in front of the fox, drool dripping eerily from his yellow fangs, the fur along his neck and back standing straight up. "Boo!" He screeches with a snarl, and again the fox turns to run away from the duo, but does not get very far. An amused laugh bubbles within the woman's chest as she and Marco chase the fox back-and-forth, making a fun game out of scaring the thing half death. I mean, what else is there to do for fun on a lazy afternoon?