All The Same [open]

Cyanide listened as the sound of claws scraping across the rock reached her overly sensitive audits. She smelled of Tortuga, Cyanide did not move, no invader would have ever made it this far into the pack lands, of this she was sure of. Tortuga may not have been the most war hungry but the majority of its inhabitants were lethal, if not slightly psychotic in their ways. The female took her time approaching, obviously not having realized that someone else inhabited this area. They weren't large by the sound of their stride and the gentle ticking of claws, Cyanide did not mind, each character met was a new adventure or so it seemed.

The females hostile words reached her ears and Cyanide's face became expressionless as glass, entirely unreadable. She rose from her seated position and twisted her bodice to the right. Two toned gaze, eyes of deep blue and gold boring into the small ivory dame. For a moment she remained utterly silent. Her brain calculating her mass, body content versus fat content, possible skill sets, the best way to react to such maneuvers. A thousand miles an hour her mind raced and all within the span of a few seconds.

To the assassin, where one came from or who belonged to whom, mattered little. she did her job and obeyed only the alpha, she would not tolerate disrespect from anyone else and this barely there blip of a youngster would be no different. Jaws parted, pink tongue escaping to bend and twist as she spoke in tones smoother than honey. "It is customary to give one's own name before demanding another's."

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