Dance Puppet Dance
A jolt of rage shot through her as the man dared to stand taller than her Queen. Tongue rolled against the roof of her mouth, a snarl threatening to rip from her jaws. Bastard. Vi would speak, insulting the man right off the bat. Immediately amusement filled her narrowed eyes, it was a struggle not to laugh. Verdant gaze would meet that of her Queen, taking in her subtle nod. She would understand though her defenses didn't slip. The man stumbled over his words, offering to demonstrate his fighting abilities, though Vi was clearly not interested. As Vi stepped back, Sibelle would step forward and to the side, keeping the man in her line of sight, following his every twitch.
Almost immediately the man would be dismissed, and the Queen would summon her. Creamy limbs pulled her forward and past the man, moving until she stood beside her Queen. As they turned audits would train on the man, listening for anything that might signal his approach. Vi would look over her shoulder, keeping an eye on the man. He would be a fool to attack. Defenses would remain locked in place until they were well within the parklands, and only then they would slip away and she would appear more relaxed, her expression rather pleasant rather than filling with threats. "Men.." She would mutter the word as she shook out her pelt, speaking an insult to the fool. Her would turn and look at Vi, a smirk playing on her lips. |