Thunder Cloud

Hidden in the shadows of vegetation, the petite lady watched the rage force a man to attack everything that touched him. He struggled against vines as they attempted to cool him, to help him stand still and calm down. Instead he mauled them, ravaging them in pure hatred. Suddenly the man stopped, probably sensing the presence of the pale dame. His commanding tone bade her leave the shadows and reveal herself. "Good night to you, sir. Do you want some help?" She would inquire calmly, thick accent coating her words and making them much more alluring. Twilight eyes flickered over his frame, taking in his sweat soaked fur and heaving flanks. There was obviously something wrong, but it was not her place to pry, she had just met him. Tea cupped paws of creamy ivory took another step forward, blue-purple optics remaining on the earthen features of the male.

Gold dipped plume would sweep across her heels hesitantly as she looked at the stranger, a soft smile finding it's way onto her features in hopes of quelling his anger. She definitely did not want that rage turned against her, she would stand no chance against this brute. His bright green optics near glowed in the darkness, and the English dame was slightly uneasy in his presence. What if he took the opportunity of her proximity to attack? With that thought in her mind, her usual eagerness to be around others was driven back as she retraced her previous step forward and watched the stranger curiously.