If The Sky Comes Falling Down
07-05-2014, 04:58 PM
Okay. So the girl had spunk. Lyon could respect that, but that didn't mean it would amuse him. Much. Well, either way, he still pretty much just wanted the smallish creature to leave him alone. Her quick comebacks were putting a tax on his mind that was more than unwelcome, considering his empty stomach was still trying to steal the stage. He is taken completely aback when her diminutive form collides with his own. A surprised 'oof' slips from his maw as he is forced to sidestep, and quickly turns a burning orange glare on her. "Bet ya I don't want to," he grumbles, lifting the paw of the shoulder she'd collided with, checking for twinges or whathaveyou. Lyon placed his own fortitude ahead of her playful intentions when it came time to award credit for the lack of damage done. "There's no contest in pinning gnats." That and chasing down their tiny winged bodies was worth more calories than he'd care to admit. Oh, and would you look at that, he was back to thinking about his stomach. "If you want to prove yourself the mighty warrior, why don't you find me something to eat. You know, like a good fae." Perhaps if he pissed her off, the man reasoned, she would leave. Gods help him, he was throwing away his hopes in this last desperate bid. If not, he could always ignore her until she got bored... Right? |
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