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Pouncing Piping Plovers



Iskra

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
233
player
Monster
10-29-2017, 01:15 PM
Iskra only offered a grin ripe with amusement when the girl tried to get the sand off her tongue. Though it wasn't like she could judge, really. Iskra had no reservations about looking like a total dork for the sake of her own comfort. Once the woman introduced herself Iskra returned the gesture with a flourishing bow paired with a mischievous smile, "Iskra Aeris-" she began the words in typical playful tones but stopped when she noted the woman's focus shifting. Curious about what might be interrupting their conversation so suddenly, Iskra glanced back over her own shoulder and found herself eyeing something quite odd with a brow quirked and jaw slackening slightly. Even for her this was a strange sight, and she was the one with the starry pelt most other wolves stared at. Nothing this weird could be passed off as remotely normal. Odd colors could be excused, but this thing was some sort of crazy mutant beast! All spiney and monstous in appearance, clutching a fish as though it were the most natural of foods for a goat...

Turning to make eye contact with Kanja again, Iskra was pleased to see her own penchant for mischief and harassing the local wildlife seemed to be mirrored in this woman. Lucky day, finally someone to get up to no good with! "You know, that is a nice fish, I think we ought to teach it all about the joys of sharing a meal." Stalking close to the animal, she noted its rectangular pupils flicked to the side, observing their approach. How odd to see a prey animal move with the confident gait of a predator... The animal had a possessive gleam in its eye like it was thinking about how to protect its catch and that only made Iskra wanna take its food more. Circling around in front of it to block the animals path, Iskra slid into a crouch, poised to make a move depending on how the goat-lizard responded. The thing recoiled slightly, hunching up defensively, gold eyes glimmering. Iskra wondered if it also has the teeth of a predator, something to tear the flesh of that fish up with. They'd just have to find out, right?