The Sound of Silence

OOC: Sorry ahead of time, I'm being lazy XD

Get off. The acidic tone had the male's eyes opening lazily, and he looked over the dark woman who ordered him off his new-found throne. His lips lifted in a sardonic grin and he eyed her carefully, ears perked forward with interest at her dominant stance. A scoff of sorts was issued then, and he settled more comfortably on his pile of rocks. "How 'bout no, sweet-cheeks?" His tone is more than an instigation, the way she seemed to want the rock he was sure she would start a fight. It was practically singing from her. She had a rugged sort of beauty to her, though the scars either added to or took away from her overall look. He wasn't quite sure yet.

Whether she attacked or tried again to boss him from his spot in the sun, he hardly cared. He had the high ground, and he wasn't giving it up. Unless she gave it up, then he might be inclined to share...