DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU GOT INTO

His unsure speech was delightful, and the twisted fiend enjoyed every bit of it. When he said her name, it was like he enjoyed it as much as she did, hearing her name being uttered like it was a prize to be won by the best. She chuckled darkly, looking the mutt over. Despite how he acted, so calm and debonair, she was getting bored. His endless flattery had begun to lack the same lustre as it had beforehand, much to the tawny beast's slight dismay. Yawning, she decided they had not yet become drab, so she would continue to remain in his presence. "I am feeling the need to seek out food, would you care to join me in a hunt?" She would inquire, swiftly changing the direction of her gaze to examine her talons as she flicked them out before her face and scrutinized their condition. They appeared suitable for hunting, though they would not be as useful as her gleaming fangs in finishing the job. Returning her icy primrose stare to the features of the lupine before her, she awaited a reply from him. Slowly, the monster would raise herself to her feet, swishing her long tail behind her in agitated response to his lengthy time taken to answer her simple question.