SENDING SHIVERS RIGHT DOWN YOUR SPINE

determination. the simple and only reason he kept within the company of the feline. she is was frustrating. she clawed from inside his skin. just like any woman would do when in their presence for too long. the swathe of various gunmetal threads lashed cholericly above his slate spine, an irascible sneer plaguing his lips. but that all changed with the quick wink of the queen's golden eye. his sneer promptly transformed into a raised eyebrow and a cautious smirk. so she liked crude flattery, eh? just his kinda woman. such a powerful force, do not trouble yourself to thank a peasant. i was merely stating a fact. the words would spill from his deep, musical vocals to hang restlessly in the air awaiting the vile feline's reply.