Where The Edges Blur

Tremble.

It was something mortals did when they where terrified, not to be confused for the shakes of a psychopath or the rage induced tumbles of hatred. Head would slide to the side as he regards her quietly, his body slides against her. His eyes note the way that she lowers her tail, would this stop his irritation? Perhaps, but at the moment he was too busy on focus on what exactly he was going to do to this female to make her body a proper residence for his divine lover.

"She is the the divine of wis-dom," The male rattles darkly into the small den as his jaws part once again, how he longed to put them to her flesh, but something was keenly holding him back. "We do prefer your col-oring, so you shall do as her ves-sel, but first..." The creature soon trails off, his ears pushing forward upon his head as his eyes narrow down.

His head attempts to run against her scruff, just so his chin would attempt to be somewhere above it as the dark growl seizes its away across his vocal cords. "Sub-mit Ellis, we do not want to bre-ak you com-ple-te-ly, but we sh-all if we ha-ve to."


"Speech"
'thoughts'