through the looking glass
08-14-2013, 02:44 PM
~*~ The leopard made herself comfortable, sitting there with the backdrop of the pale blue waterfall, and the occasional droplet of spray catching the light like pixies in the air. Having her back to the only light source meant that, while her face might be ever so slightly shadowed, she could see her victim, er, that is, guest, perfectly clearly. The young she-wolf, after a bit of time, did manage to open her eyes and take in her surroundings. But of course the sight seeing was over the second those bi-colored beauties fell upon the giant cat at the cave entrance. Silverback's rounded ears flicked forward, filling with a stammer question about the poisons. How droll. She blinked laconically. "Come now, that isn't really what you want to ask is it?" Her voice was sultry and swaying and silver, with just a hint of rumble which might have been either a growl or a purr. It was musical in the same way that the waterfall outside was musical, but her voice had life and purpose and soul, making it all the more sweet.... or all the more deadly. At the moment, there would've been no difference in timbre between the two. She arched her dappled neck slightly, raking her eyes up and down the pretty mouse she had in her paws. "The question you mean to ask, is why haven't I killed you yet," her volume dropped for that last back, as though her tongue were too busy licking her fangs to worry about getting the words out. "Have you a reason why I shouldn't, pretty one?" |