If The Sky Comes Falling Down
06-16-2014, 09:51 AM
He introduces himself as Lyon, and she nearly smirks at the thought. Lyon the lion who cares so little what a twiggy little whelp has to say about him. He seems so serious, and she wishes to pull out a more playful side to the man, if only to see what it would be like. She is bored, after all, and he has potential to give her much entertainment. He speaks to her about her opinions, and she shrugs her petite shoulders. ?Perhaps I simply don?t care about your opinions on my opinions,? she informs him.
It is then that she pounces, seeking to place her paws at his side and shove, hoping to topple the massive male over so that she might pin him. It?s a playful gesture; everything about her posture is light and neutral, not necessarily submissive but proposing that she is not launching an attempt on his life or his balls or something. ?Bet ya can?t pin me,? she shouts. It?s rather random, but the best play is that which is offered upon surprise.
It is then that she pounces, seeking to place her paws at his side and shove, hoping to topple the massive male over so that she might pin him. It?s a playful gesture; everything about her posture is light and neutral, not necessarily submissive but proposing that she is not launching an attempt on his life or his balls or something. ?Bet ya can?t pin me,? she shouts. It?s rather random, but the best play is that which is offered upon surprise.
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