finders keepers

She's too smart for her own good. Even with him still sprawled and the tone of mock innocence in his voice, his sarcastic grin gives it away. Meeting his gaze, she takes a few steps forward. Since he's on the ground, it would give her an advantage. But she wouldn't give in, yet. He's older than her by some, but not enough for her to want to respect him in any way.

Taking another few steps forward until she's a foot or so away, looming over his sprawled form, Calliope lets out a chuckle. "Maybe it's your nose that's broken," she grins back, baring hero own teeth at him. "Last I checked, my shit is still pretty fresh on that dune over there," Cal turns her muzzle slightly, pointed toward a dune that may or may not actually have her shit on it. And as much as she wanted to play the I'm a Raider Princess card, she wasn't pathetic either.

"So like I said, what're you doing on my beach?" Cal lowers her muzzle toward him, her baring grin still showing as a growl builds in her throat.


Calliope F
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