Don't be fooled, it isn't thunder {Kaine}

Padding away with the soft, thick grasses whispering against her gray paws, Jumanji walked with a sassy sway to her hips. She didn't even look back to see if the man had caught on to her game or not. Either way, she wasn't sticking around to be stung. So far she had saved herself from that particular scene, and while the urge to copulate was there, she had plenty of practice ignoring it. Padding through the grasses and closely packed fruit trees, Jumanji hoped to lose sight of bees and the male, and perhaps he would lose sight of her. But it was not to be, and Jumanji felt her shoulders sag just a little as the male's voice rang out after her. "Am I so hideous that you must flee my presence?"

One silver lined ear twitched back as she caught the wolf's words, a derisive snort escaped her before she could stop it and she paused for a moment. Rolling her pink eyes, she continued walking, tossing a rather nasty comment over her shoulder, even though it held only a few words. "I didn't say it, you did, but yes." Quickly, she flicked her tail left then back to it's usual parallel position, he would have to stop her. To say she wasn't thrilled by this little game of hers would be a lie, and there was a small part of her that was certain he would give chase.

"Jumanji." "You." Think.