Bow Down [ Acceptance ]

*Narfi* · 04-08-2014, 04:37 PM

Quietly she would listen to the rogue, face becoming a blank canvas. A brow raising and yet another chuckle escaping her jaws as the woman doubted her sanity compared to the pack and called the two women beautiful. That was very interesting, never before had she heard such a thing nor thought herself as insanely beautiful. The woman's way of speaking was annoying, as if she was trying hard to leave a ?good impression? even though it wasn't working the second the woman's voice reached her Monarch's ears. Quickly Cat would voice her annoyance, telling the woman she would have to prove her worth before she could even join, voicing Narfi's name.

Lips would pull back in a grin the moment she caught her name, head turning to Cat just to confirm the silent order. With the nod from the silver woman the girl would turn back to face the rogue, back legs extending and pushing the girl to her full height, a couple inches taller than this female at 35 inches at the shoulder. Muscles would ripple beneath her dark pelt, ready, itching for a fight, to see what this woman was made of. Head would lower and pull back, skin creating folds and tail held out behind her, defenses forming.

But as ready as she was to join, she suddenly turned them down. Brows would come together in confusion and disgust as she thanked them for their time then said a goodbye before turning and running off. ?Pathetic.? The yearling would snort, defenses dropping and turning to Cat. Tail would lash behind the girl was she watched the wolf fade into the distance, high tailing it out of their territory as if her life depended on it... perhaps she had some intelligence to think that at least. Ear twitched at Cat's snarl, her attention going back to her, gazes meeting.

Should Narfi see that woman again, give her something to remember Elysium by, claim if she so desired. The smile and look give after that would make the yearling grin as well, giving a small nod of her head. ?My pleasure.? Oh yes, she would love to leave something for her to remember them by, but claiming her should they meet again would be even more fun. A toy to play with whenever she wanted. It would be... delightful.

With the Monarch gone now Narfi would take in a deep breath of the woman's scent left behind, storing it in her memories for the next they happened to cross paths. ?Till next time...? A low rumbling laugh would slink from her dark lips in the direction the female ran off in, tongue running over her fangs before she turned and disappeared into the territory.

-exit narfi-

"normal.
talk.
think.
you."

Awesome image by Canttina <3

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