It doesn't take long for the male to be aware of her, and it takes even less time for him to call out. "Where do you hide?" Dark, glistening lips twist slowly into a smirk. And because she has no desire to hide herself, she lets his voice fade into the air before uncurling from the cover of the trees and appearing before him, moving slow and quiet in a strangely feline way.
"My, what a handsome beast," she crones gingerly, voice slipping between the points of her fangs with easy. She takes a few steps towards him, showing she's unphased by his imposing size, and lets her hips fall to earth. Her long, silken tail curls around her paws like a cat. "I hope I haven't interrupted, dear. You seemed so... hungered but I couldn't help but watch for a moment." She likes using honeyed words, making others believe she thinks very highly of them, gaining their trust. But she does find him handsome, in a gnarled sort of way. "You may call me Leera."
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Leera is a mature character.
Force/violence is permitted within reason.
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