Don't play with the misfit toys

Hush heard the low, rumbling chuckle echo throughout the room as she moved slowly and silently to his position. With her odd greeting delivered, she backed away to be out of strike range, but the male turned and set his glowing gaze on her anyway. Caught in the dim orange glow, Hush gave a twisted smile to showcase her own fangs, a maddened cackling erupting from her as he came upon her. Hunger rose, and there stood before her in all his confident glory was a whole snack, just waiting to be devoured. The male stood inches from chattering teeth and softened growls, her laughter turning into a dual-toned rumble. Being this close, Baba Yaga could not help but to stare into the glowing pupil-less eyes of the stranger, her smile turning into a crazed snarl as he spoke then returning once again to a grin. The urge to snap into his muzzle overtook her senses for a moment before some reason slipped in, the result was her opening her mouth and reaching forward slowly to clamp the top of his muzzle in between her teeth with the barest amount of pressure. Her black-rimmed ears pulled forward, masked porcelain face contorting into a snarl then relaxing once again as she maintained eye contact the entire time she acted.

It was not truly aggressive movement, more like slow motion dominance, he needed to know he could not just barge in on her vessel. Not like this. Perhaps if he shared his meal as an offering, but she wasn't sure how to express that in the common tongue. Dual tones seemed to be sweet, but there was a hidden command in her question as she pulled away from him. "Share the seal?" There was power in finder's keepers, Hush had found this place first, the male would have to pay up or pack up. Her eyes seemed to go out of focus for a moment before they became sharp and glued to the glowing gaze of the giant. Would he share or was the monster going to have a fight? Hunger could be seen in her gaze, he was fun to play with, but she needed to be fed or she would end up trying to eat him.