Dancing to an older tune

Manea's lips pulled up in an amused smirk as Lorikeet easily leaned into her side as if they had known each other forever, making herself comfortable against her violet-hued form. She chuckled and nodded to confirm the observation the flirtatious woman made about the pack being new, replying, "It is indeed. We only put down permanent roots here in the last few weeks. You happened to come by just at the right time." She let her aqua gaze continue to linger on the pretty, blue-marked woman beside her while she seemed to continue sampling the air, no doubt trying to pick out any other scents along the new pack's fresh border. The stinking two toned eyes found hers again as Lorikeet suddenly leaned much closer, mentioning how she had never been kissed by a queen before.

A sly smirk pulled at Manea's lips in response, a chuckle rumbling in her chest as she peered at Lorikeet with intrigue. She was certainly not a shy one and was very forward and to the point with what she wanted—things Manea could appreciate. "Hmm, well, that certainly is a shame, isn't it?" she purred, giving a little flash of teeth with her grin. She leaned in and gave Lorikeet's nose a teasing flick of her tongue, amusement in her aqua gaze. "I wonder... what's a kiss from a Queen worth to you?" She truly would have kissed Lorikeet then and there, but the woman was amusing and fun to banter with so Manea was just enjoying having a bit of fun with her.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny