finders keepers

The girl was insistent, aggressively insistent, and pushing the boundaries of his hardly-infinite patience, but he kept his grin even as he lazily stretched his way to his feet. "Oh, is that so?" he purred out, laughing at her with that same wide smile. "Well, I suppose we can't have that, can we? I suppose I will just have to write my own name as well." Without a hint of shame or care, the grinning devil cocked his striped leg towards her and... well, yes, pissed in her direction. While he aimed to mark the sand between them, if she had chosen to get in his face any further and got splashed why that just wasn't his problem was it? Feisty little bitch she was, she might even try to bite him for it, and wouldn't that make the day more interesting? Nothing like a good scrap to brighten the day. How far could he push her before teeth and claws got involved, hm?