Coming Undone

"It can yes, but unfortunately it doesn't provide the right kind of rush." A brow lifted as he only stared at her for a few moments and turned away to alternate his course, a soft growl left her maw as she slithered forth, blocking his way. "And just where are you going?" A simple question as she kept her self composed, for the most part. A part of her was wanting to indeed peek into the world and show him a good bit of fun, in more ways then one. The women however did not fear him, size meant little in a fight; he was big sure but lumbering, slow and there for always missing the hare that darts past his salivating jaws.