I'm your source of self-destruction

The scent of a stranger made her hackles rise. A low threatening growl splayed from her maw as he came into veiw. A large brute with a ivory mane, a fucking lion. Just her damned luck. Adrenaline began to coarse threw her veins, a yawn given forth closing with a scoff. The smirk upon his lips not going unnoticed to her eyes that resemble that of fire. The lion began to circle her, her head lowered against her chest to protect the most vital area.

Twin peaks lace against her skull as a sneering rumble gave forth. Vocals like venom coating satin seeping out. "No more talk til the end then sir." Eyes watching him closely, waiting for his move as they spoke little to each other.

Hala Indigo