Nobody's prey

She had distracted him with her stretching and he proved it by the sudden question. Isa couldn't stop herself from laughing aloud, blue eyes closing momentarily with mirth. It was such a strange situation. Here she was, six years old and Sirius someone had the capacity to make her feel like some flirting youngster again. It made the cerulean fae feel powerful in a way. She quite liked it.

Sirius led the way to the training area and Isa fell into step just a little beside and behind him. She appreciated the roll of his thick muscles beneath the dark coat and the way that his giant paws spread over the earth with each step. Isa's tail flicked and she took a deep breath. She had to control herself and not let her attraction show too much. Especially not after her declaration of being a lady the night prior.

"Isa"