When you've lost everything, what is left?
01-22-2014, 09:59 PM
Her companion acknowledged the queer manner of the creature's fishing technique, which brought a chuckle from the fiery lady's throat as she nodded in agreement. With the warm waters rocking her petite frame back and forth, her shoulders stuck out of the water and allowed her some movement in her forelimbs should she require them for something other than balance. As the alabaster she wolf mused upon the topic of their prey, a bright thought entered the mind of the Spanish giantess. A smirk slowly crept up her lips, baring her fangs in a lupine grimace of glee. "Would you bet on our kill?" She inquired, flicking her dark violet gaze to the smaller woman with a sly grin. "I say we catch one of those soon." She giggled, gesturing with her muzzle towards a shoal of small, glittering fish that were herding themselves up towards the beach at a quick pace. They would no doubt soon reach the pair, and their ability to catch them would not rely on skill very much, since the ebony legged dame had hunted them before, and they were quite stupid. Holding her deep purple gaze on the features of the pale femme across from her, she waited for a response. "Speech" |