Finally his saving grace would come. Feminine perfume would sweep across his nostrils as they flared from the toxins. He had not seen another feline since he had met the silver woman, and that had been months ago. He wouldn't doubt it if she had gotten killed because it wasn't like a feline to give up her territory so easily. Pitiful, and to think they could have had something. Muscles would tense beneath ebony silk as the man lifting himself up. He would be ready to jump down when she got close enough, and he would be able to do it very quickly. As she came into view pale blue orbs would widen as he absorbed her bodice. Eyes rolled hungrily over every curve. She was so young. Could he even see himself with someone of her age? Could he taint her innocence? Of course he could.
"Those eyes." "What about them." Tones would roll off masculine tongue as the man spoke while jumping down from the branch. He would flawlessly land feet from her, paws kissing the earth with not a single sound. His elegance was not something one could easily be compared to. He was a king. "?D?nde has estado toda mi vida?" (where have you been all my life?) Sarcasm would drip lightly off deep tones, though in a way he was being serious. He had seen tigers before, but none of them had been draped in gold stripes. She was a delicacy nevertheless. "Your name?"
