She Wants To Dance Like Uma Thurman

Another soft yawn parted her lips and she arched her neck skyward in an attempt to stretch it. Glancing at Dragon she suppressed a giggle. Perhaps Talisman was lucky she did have one or two responsible bones in her bkdy, otherwise she may be tempted to keep Dragon to herself and laze about today. "You're lucky I don't abuse my powers," she crooned, amused by the concept of being able to draw him in so easily but having more restraint with him than she might have had with others. Besides, she didn't want his pack to learn she'd joined and subsequently caused him to repeatedly shirk his duties. That wouldn't go too well.

Laughing and clicking her tongue lightly Iskra shook her head. "Dearest Dragon, I was already tempted to drag you back to bed. Naturally I'll take the easy option and go for what's already caught," she teased, soon ammending, "Next time though, I'll be more than happy to do some hunting." Prancing towards the doorway to their room, nails clicking rhythmically on the stone floor with each step, Iskra let her tail run along his side, drawing him along with her as she chuckled, "Let's go, then!"