And You're Gonna Hear Me Roar

He would examine her, she thought he might be comparing differences just as she had been doing before she decided he bored her from a distance. However he was not much more interesting up close at the moment. Silently she debated ridding the world of him, just as she debated with every other living thing she had spoken to since her father had killed her sister. The only thing that had been able to stop her and allow things to live was her brother William.

Sadly for this feline he wasn't here to help her make up her mind, however this creature could decide his own fate. When he spoke her face and eyes became cold. When he would dare to move forward her eyes would show just how bad of an idea that was and not knowing if he saw the look or not he seemed to decide not to make that move. "Yes, my space. Those who enter it typically end up dead. her voice had not changed from the calm but commanding tone she had used earlier, only with her next words a bit of her own cockiness would find its way into her words. "So, what will it be. Your name, or your bloodied pelt."