Even Hurricanes Have Names
02-24-2015, 02:09 PM
they love the way i walk
'cuz i walk with a vengeance
Fayelon took two steps towards the little fool then abruptly halted, glancing down at him for a while longer until a grin sprouted upon her lineaments. Her ligaments were dark and not-so-vulnerable. When the tip of her tail twitches and the shifting of her retinas give away no promises, as the words spill out like fire from her lips she embraces the clarity in it all. "Hmm, haha, as you wish.. Young grasshopper." The massive black python slithers past him, off in another direction that she saw fit. Should he follow and make sure she excludes her way out of the premises, that is all up to him. Although she sorta liked the company form someone other than her other half constantly pondering her, making her go crazy day-by-day. So she stopped, swooped her dome across her right scapula and breathed chants to little wolf. "For someone so young you sure do know how to handle authority huh? You'd make quite the alpha or shall I say King as my people call our superior.. Shouldn't you follow me and make sure I cross over? Or just set me free and hope I leave? Which, mind you, I'm not the best femme at taking orders from youngsters." Her Greek tidings held little irritation or aggression. Instead her expression held amusement. Shrugging her shoulders up as she didn't wish to wait for an answer, Fayelon sashayed away into the dense forest, leaving an echoing chuckle behind.