Milk and Honey

Her ears flickered in irritation as Ash kept on rambling on about fireflies and some shit. She just looked at him, very much tempted to just get up and walk away, leave him to his own devices. She wasn't here to have small talk with this young brute, she was tired and that made her all the more irritable. If she bit him he would probably go off and whine to his daddy about how she was being a mean little bitch. She smirked to herself, the corners of her lips twitching upwards. When he yawned, she narrowed her eyes at him, feeling the same thing build up in her jaws. Oh no, no way. Dammit all! Yawns were indeed infectious, and one split open her mouth. Her jaws cracked as they opened wide, and she silently cursed Ash for making her follow in suite. She didn't want to admit that she was overly tired, or agree to go on that patrol with him. The white flecked man asked what she did when she couldn't sleep, before once more stating that he was going on patrol. She shrugged her pale shoulders, about to answer when another voice cut into the silence.

Mercy froze, her head turning slowly to look upon the white and blue female that she had met days ago. At her comment about sleeping, she snorted, purple eyes rolling. "Just returning the favor, sweet cheeks." She said sharply, watching as she came and sat down. Great, a little gathering of annoying wolves. Her ears lay flat against her skull, eyes narrowed as she let out a huff. She might as well leave now, try to sleep somewhere else and let these two ramble on to each other. But before she could even move a muscle, Illie spoke up and struck a nerve. Mercy's entire body grew ridged, her lips pulling back to a snarl as she growled at the blue female. It was obvious that she had hit a sour note with Mercy, it was written all over her face. That, and she didn't take to kindly to nicknames. "Careful, little one." she warned, hackles standing on end.

"Speech"
'thoughts'