The Sharpest Lives

*Ruin* · 12-16-2020, 02:36 PM

Ruin had taken a liking to the Thicket, so much so she'd gone and claimed a little patch of it as her own. Unsurprisingly, he spot was where the grass and foliage was at it's thickest, where she could be bathed in shadow even when the sun shone high in the sky. As to what she got up to hidden away in the Thicket...well wouldn't you like to know? Unless they were patrolling or making sure Ruin wasn't up to no good it wasn't often that her family came out this way, and so Ruin's ears were quick to perk when she head the rustle of grass being disturbed. At first she wasn't all that interested, small animals passed through all the time and whilst it was fun to catch and play with them for a while it was a game that didn't hold her attention for long. The same couldn't be said for being a menace though, that was most certainly her favourite pastime.

Slinking out of her little hidey hole, Ruin peered through the brush and smirked when she caught sight of the trespasser. She knew vaguely of Abaven's newest litter and in all honesty she didn't see them as family, Ruin had no sentimental attachment to them and thus-in her mind, anyway- she was free to menace them to her hearts content. And seeing as this one here practically wandered into her den, well they were kinda asking for it, no? But what to do, what to do. Hmmm.

Stepping out from the brush, Ruin's smile was soft and sincere, her tail wagging high. The picture of friendly innocence, oh yeah she was getting better at this. She'd noticed the slight glimmer of nervousness in his eyes, as though he was unsure of where he was, where he ought to go, and she knew this would be far too easy. She couldn't resist, not when the prospect of mischief was being dangled in front of her nose like this.

"Hey! You lost?"

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