LEAN, MEAN, FIGHTING MACHINE
06-24-2014, 11:10 PM
She had lost. After all of her training, she had lost. Odette couldn't help but feel sad. She had made her father's memory tainted, not to mention the possible things Chrysanthe would say...Ah, well. Odette remained sad for only a few minutes. As she pulled herself up from the ground, she swayed from the impact Jinxx's last move had made. It was unexpected, but she had taken it like a warrior nonetheless. Her red and blue eyes rose to meet his and a shy smile appeared on her face. "Nothing worse for wear, I suppose," she said, tones warm and radiating pride. Despite losing, she was going to train harder and get better for herself and the memory her father had left. Slowly, she stretched all over and walked past Jinxx before stopping in front of him. Her head turned and she gave him a gentle lick on his right cheek. "Thanks for the great battle, Jinxx. It was definitely what I needed." As she slowly padded away, she looked back once more and openly asked, "I am starving after this. Would you want to accompany me to a nice lunch of bison? I caught one last night and think this occasion calls for it." She hoped Jinxx wouldn't mind spending time with her, especially after kicking her butt. Despite the loss, Odette still liked Jinxx. A good man deserved a good lunch...with great company. "Talk" "You" Think |
