LEAVE IT TO ME

She moved with dancer like grace, long legs carrying the little nymph closer and closer towards the swamplands. They looked oh so fun? But as she approached a certain scent would slow her progress. Were these lands claimed? Brow would furrow, head tipping as massive black rimmed ears flittered forward to see if they could catch the sounds of wolves within. There was noise though she couldn't quite pinpoint what creatures were making the noise. Did she dare trespass? Was she feeling coy enough to run through and tempt her luck? Did she feel like playing a game of russian roulette? No? Maybe not today. She didn't feel like she wanted to start a war and have herself head hunted when it was her first week in these new lands. So instead she would slink forwards, bushy tail drifting behind her at a neutral position until black toes would touch the boarder. Slender form would lean forward, enjoying the bit of a thrill that arched through her body at the idea of trespassing. But no. Instead hips would plop back, green and teal tail flipping to her side as she tipped her head back and let out a lazy howl calling for someone, anyone to entertain her. God? She needed attention...



"Talk here."