Lose Yourself

The glitter in his eyes sent her own gaze narrowing quickly. Was he here to start shit? Because she would be more then happy to devour this shit disturber if he was here on a mission of ill intent. He would respond easily, and though his words were light her smile would still fade as she scolded herself for not marking her boarders. She would have to do that after he left, she didn't want to deal with people like this anymore. But then again he didn't seem hostile and he didn't openly gape at her so that was an upside... He would bow, introducing himself before he would stand and lift himself to his full height. Okay she might be a midget but she as still the god damned queen here and she wanted some fucking respect. Eyes would narrow as she glared up at him before dropping to her haunches and pushing her forelimbs off the ground so she was balanced on her haunches. She hated looking up at people. "Dione Lydia, the queen here... What brings you to my humble abode?" Her words were a purr, temptingly sweet and yet there was a hint of malice weaving it's way in an out of her words as brow would cock in question.