a fine day for a walk
04-11-2014, 12:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2014, 12:02 AM by Lizzy.)
| Lizzy Buxton |
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The big male backed up, allowing her room to scramble to her feet. Lizzy shook out her coat, little bits of dead grass flurrying away, then seated herself in as dignified a manner as she could, a manner that would surely have made her parents and elder siblings proud, her gold-tipped tail curving around her toes. He spoke, and Lizzy cast him a witheringly offended glare. "I assure you, there is nothing wrong with my voice, unless 'tis simply roughened by your... your hoodlum antics." She narrowed her twilight-eyes at him, though he'd called her voice "cool", and continued with her voice still more icy than sassy though there was still more than a hint of it. "Anyway I suppose with a scruffy oaf like you I could hardly begin to be surprised that you would display such base improprieties. When is the last time you thought to bathe?" |