Like toy soldiers

The appearance of a female did not go unnoticed. Though how she could be unnoticed was beyond him. Her pelt was almost luminescent in the moonlight and his deep purple and blue splattered eyes mapped her form. She was lithe and her features delicate but not too delicate. Her words were something he was used to, but still earned her a narrowing of his eyes. "Neither dear lady of the moon, in fact you will find that many of us bear our symbols of power outwardly." he sat so she could view him better, since that seemed to be what she was trying to do. His eyes studied her just as she studied him. "How bout you tell me which of your parents decided it best to cage a moon spirit in such a body? Or are you simply an imposter?" the word imposter came out with such hatred and venom, yet his tone seemed to somehow maintain its calm tones. It left little to the imagination in his mind how he would feel of such things. His head tilted downward in a seemingly regal way and his eyes lifted to hers. His patients for mortals was slim so should he find her to be such he'd simply kill her and move on with his life.