♠ when will we learn to control [OPEN]

She pouted at the man, he was being quite a grump. She didn't know how to handle herself in this situation, it was all so confusing. Standing up, she shuffled from paw to paw awkwardly. He didn't seem interested in her little game, no matter how much she attempted to flirt. And then, with one last ditch effort the girl smiled slyly. Her elongated tail flickered her tail behind her, taking a few steps away from the lumbering hulk of a man. "Fine then, I suppose you won't require my help in taking down larger prey," she mumbled, strutting off a few steps. She turned around, looking at him from over her shoulder. Her purple eyes sparkled with mischief, a sly smile on her lips. With the two of their build, they could take down large prey without much struggle at all. She was quick on her paws, and with a hard bite as well. And this brutes huge, rippling muscles -- Mercy had to clear her throat to stop her from drooling. Ah hem...

Anyways...

Mercy tossed her head forward, starting to walk away from the large man. If he didn't want to hunt, so be it she would leave. But if he wanted a little fun... well who was she to turn it down? Mercy found herself not wanting to leave this hunky man's side, and the strange feelings that he brought up within her.