What's In A Name

Now the gold and creme painted fae was starting to annoy Mari, claws stirring and extending into the soft, fleshy earth of the forest floor that was oh, so alive with nature.

A growl would rumble up in her chest and she would hold back from snapping, yet it was easier said than done.

"And why would I do something that you like?" She spat out the words in annoyance, yet she didn't mean for her chords to be so cold and emotionless.

"Look here, miss big bad wolf, this Little Red Riding Hood doesn't need any help, or isn't looking for any trouble. Now, I bid you farewell and a good day." The dark temptress would say and without hesitation she would go on her way, yet again becoming just a mere silhouette against the massive trees within the forest.

(OOC; ~Exit Mariposa unless stopped)