Distance

*Maija* · 07-17-2014, 06:21 PM

Her defenses remained raised as the man spoke, his voice raspy from not being used in so long. She felt her ears prick slightly while his words fell across her auditory canals. He didn't mean any harm and thought her kill was a good one. Maija wasn't used to receiving compliments, but she didn't mind hearing them every now and then. The man obviously didn't mean any harm, but she could never be too careful.
Slowly, she rose from her crouched position, ears remaining flat against her head. Snarl disappeared and face became wrinkle-free like a baby's bottom. Leaf green eyes remained icy as she watched him step away from her spot. Her tail curled over her lower back as she softly snorted and gave a short reply. "Practice. Always practice," she stated, tones evident of her Romanian accent.

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