Walk | Talk | Think
Callisto stared sharply at the grey wolf as he gave off a thick air of uncertainty, even going so far as to question whether he had timed his arrival wrong. If only it was something as simple as that. There was nothing simple about her season, about the way it toyed with her head and body and twisted around her wants in ways that she never would have thought any other time of the year. Already she felt it beginning to wake, a soft purr that wanted to lure the timid man closer and make him blush. And, what was worse, she knew all she needed to do was ask. He had been so compliant so far, so accommodating, that she had no reason to doubt it now. It would have been easy to change the plans for their meeting here, so easy. Too easy.
The black and grey healer turned her head slightly toward the black cat seated off to the side, casting a sidelong glance to gauge Belladonna's reaction. Even at an angle, she could see the smile stretched wide across the cat's face, a grin of amusement that said plainly, at least to Callisto, what was on her mind. In answer, Calli felt her stubbornness grow. She had more self-control than the cat thought she did. She was not so ruled by the wants of her body to succumb to them every time they called out to her. She could go through a simple lesson in defenses without losing her direction. And she would, just to prove the damn cat wrong.
Her tail lashed once as she turned her attention back around to Jakart, trying to muster up some more patience so she did not give away the battle she was currently waging inside. "You're not late," she informed him simply, her tone firm if not outright sharp. "Don't mind me," Bella spoke up from her seated position a safe distance from the pair, still grinning away as her tail waved amusingly and she watched the pair expectantly. Callisto gave the cat another pointed stare, wishing the feline was anywhere but there. Having her sitting there, smiling the entire time was not going to help at all, and already she could feel her presence frustrating her more. "I hope you don't mind an audience," she remarked with clearer irritation. Already, she knew this was going to be a challenge after all.
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