road to transformation

Modesty openly scowled as Gilgamesh stretched out to crawl towards her. Her muzzle wrinkled as he reached out like a puppy pushing mother's buttons, seeing how much he could get away with. She growled a warning when he tugged her tail and jerked it out from between teeth, flicking the tip to smack across the end of his muzzle, the long fur obscuring his sight of her. It was stupid, she was still so mad at him, but she'd be a liar if she didn't admit there were several solutions to the ongoing itch that had her so... aggressive at the moment. Even if her stomach did churn uncomfortably with fear that if she did give in, he'd just spend the whole time thinking about someone else. Then again, there were ways around that.

She reached out with her hind leg to push into his cheek with claws, turning his head into the stone floor and leaving her tail obscuring his sight. "What on earth makes you think you are worthy of doing anything for me?" Her voice was full of disdain, though she was interested to hear what possible excuse he might have.