Hot Damn, pretty babies!

She would cling to her tail in the way a small child might cling to a beloved toy, seeking solace and comfort in it's presence as she took a moment to stare wide eyed at the sky. For a short time she didn't realize she had clung on for all five bucks, just knew that she had only hung onto his neck until he had settled before releasing him. She had not wanted to cling to his neck for more bucks and risk either damaging his neck further or hurting her own neck by suspending her own weight along tiny muscles. She would snap from her trance as he pressed his large flat nose into her. Slowly limbs would unwind from their death grip on her own tail before rolling onto her side and looking at him through wide eyes. His words would register and she would blink, looking up at him. She had won? She had won! A grin split across her features and slowly she lifted herself to her paws and shook herself. "First I need you name. I am Dione Lydia. Second we need to hunt bunnies. They must be caught and hurt but not killed. Then we need to go throw bunny bombs at Val..." Her grin would turn devious as she eyed the panther. Would he agree? Was he a man of his word? God she was excited! Valentine would freak!



"Talk here."