LOOK UP FROM THE PAVEMENT
08-21-2013, 12:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-21-2013, 12:11 PM by Medusa i.)
The cat would continue to speak in a foreign language, a language which the russet-kissed babe did not understand, judging by the expression on her face. All the same, Medusa was intrigued by the cat, whom seemed keen to toss flirtations at her despite the difference in species. ?Palabras tan dulces, lo voy a hacer contigo, gato del gatito?? (Such sweet words, whatever shall I do with you, pussy cat?) she crooned, teasing above anything else. Although she supposed the cat might not understand, but that would be his issue. Medusa was not going to sleep with any men for the duration of her pregnancy; even if she was a serpent and did not often feel the need to uphold promises, she would for Deteste. She didn?t feel like she could betray her co-alpha in such a way.
He would continue to talk in Spanish, leaving Medusa to be the translator, a fact which made her grin rather wickedly. If he kept this up, perhaps she could have some fun with twisting his words around. ?He says that you do not need to trouble yourself with saving anyone today,? she said, and then she would listen to his explanation. ?Conf?a en m?, se?or, yo no soy el tipo de criatura que usted quiere devorar. Al menos, no en la manera que quer?a,? (Trust me, mister, I am not the sort of creature who you would want to devour. At least, not in the way you intended) she crooned before turning her attention once more to the girl.
?He could not see me very well and mistook me for prey, apparently. I thank you for your willingness to help, however. It is certainly nice to know that there exist decent souls within the kingdoms,? she said, noticing the scent of Valhalla upon the girl?s pelt. She was an ally, eh? It was definitely good to get to know one?s allies.