She would sit as the woman sat, showing that there was no fear to show her. It was funny how most should have feared Zola, but she was only under the bodies of males rather than ripping them apart. She fancied the boys, and hated the girls. She wanted to be the only one seen and of course that was impossible. So why not at least try her best to make the rest of them ugly.
"Oh, Darling, Please. I embrace the way men feel about me." She rose her chin, showing the left side of her face. "Nothing to hide here."
She relaxed herself again, looking back at the woman with her half-blinked eyes just as she had done to her. Eye brows raised as she would speak, "I suppose you aren't half-bad looking yourself. Why try and hide what you do for men?"Of course she knew that the girl wasn't doing as she was, she couldn't smell any testosterone on her pelt. She couldn't say the same for herself but she didn't care. She enjoyed the life she was living and wouldn't be stopped until, well, a child came. That actually wouldn't stop her but that would definitely anger her. She was just looking for some fun today, trying to get under someone's skin.
