If we walk down this road we'll be lovers for sure

Why do dainty paws tread on broken worlds? Immediately Cena hissed, whirling to face their stalker, cyan eyes narrowed. Ears of the silvery woman simply swiveled back before she turned to face the unknown woman. "It's those same dainty paws that broke the worlds." It wasn't often that she spoke in rhymes, she preferred and more straight forward way of communicating, but today she could make an exception.

Coral pools roamed over the woman who had been so quietly following her. Her stature was impressive. She towered over Cat, easily out weighting her. Her pelt was much darker, varying in shades across her body. Only training could have made something so large so quiet. But even with her silent tread, one always got the feeling of being watched, a sense that they were being followed. Two toned tail flicked idly at her heels, audits standing at attention on top of her crown.

Why was this woman so intently following her? Nostril flared, taking in her scent. Pack. Surely she wasn't here to recruit her to whatever measly pack she came from. The silver woman was many things, but a commoner was not one of them. "What makes one so brave as to follow in those steps?" A brow lifted with mild curiosity. Her intend steps made her thing that somehow this woman knew her, wanted something from her.

She cut to the chase. There was no reason to dance around it and accomplish nothing. It was a waste of time, and frankly she was bored, there would be no wasting anymore of her time. Coral gems met amethyst ones, waiting for the dark woman to speak, to state her reasons for following her. She could feel the agitation rolling of Cena, but she had quieted, the only sign of her displeasure was a twitch of her tail.

"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"