Bonnie and Clyde
Fel & Sibyl
11-01-2020, 06:24 PM
She could see the gears in the mans head turning as his calculating silver gaze rested upon her face. Rather than shy away or break eye contact, Fel stared straight back into those piercing pools. She had nothing to fear here. He was a big boy. She was a tiny lady. Speed was on her side. Besides... Aerie was just a hop, skip and a jump away. Really though, little bothered the silver streaked woman. Not much at all could ruffle her fur. Aside from children, that is. Blech. The brutes words brought a bit of bell like laughter from the damp woman and she grinned, sharp little teeth flashing. "A lovely specimen to be sure. I wouldn't mind spending some time with her." Fel imagined the smaller woman laid out beneath her. The contrast between their light and dark pelts would be a lovely sight to be sure. Fel's ruby eyes closed and she made a sound of pleasure in her throat, head giving a light shake. She did love taking a pretty woman to bed. The question came as to which sort that she was and the dainty woman considered the question, head tilting slightly. "Both, depending on the situation. Both and so much more." Stretching, Fel sprawled out on her stomach, one paw extending over the edge of the boulder. "And you are the kind that bites." She didn't even have to ask. She could see it in his demeanor, in the way that he held himself. His very voice promised violence. She was terribly intrigued. There was no reason to hide what she'd heard. If he'd killed some stupid brute for trying to force himself on the pale fae, then the bastard deserved it. "I do hope that your murder spree happened far from here." It wouldn't do to lead trouble to Aerie's door. With boredom being a constant problem in Fel's life though, she wondered just what sort of fun this pair might bring. "Speech" |
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Fel can often be a very...mature character. Be aware.