Born To Die.

A male would seemingly appear out of nowhere, surprising the ivory Queen. He was being polite, the least a Queen deserved was some manners. "Good morning to you, babe." She would say with a soft coo, a sly grin pulling at her ivory lips.

The male would compliment Sabre, the snake hissing and rattling his tail, pleased. "What shall I call you, babe?" Anzhelika would ask in a curious tone, sitting on her haunches, large muscles rippling with her movement under her lean flesh and pale fur. The ivory Queen would quickly scan her gold and violet gaze over the male, checking him out. He was large, and his coloring and marking was almost boring. But, those blue eyes. Those ocean blue eyes were her favorite part out of all of the male, the Queen meeting his blue gaze with her own gold and violet one.

( OOC; Oi. Bad post. I apologize. First post Anzhelika snapped and almost attacked him. But stupid internets stopped working and deleted my post Dx )