The Clock Stopped Ticking Forever Ago {M}
03-09-2015, 02:08 PM
The scent of another creature would only make her look up, acid green eyes searching for the source, and quickly finding it. Blood stained white and violet ears only flicked before the female turned her head back towards the deer, almost wondering if there was anything else she could pull out of the deer. Otherwise, she would ignore the cat for a little while longer, or at least try to. But the snarl, and the words that came from the cat's mouth, would cause Lavendel's head to whip around, ears flattening to her skull. Acidic green eyes narrowing, she gave the cat a small growl, followed by a few words. Her voice was far from pleasant, a soft edge in it as she spoke.
"And the hell do you think you are? You don't have any rights judging what I do." Muscles tensed at the little smug smirk, a deep snarl rumbling in Lavendel's throat at this. Relaxing, Lavendel decided to counter his taunt with one of her own. "Are you bipolar or something?" Okay, so maybe not the best counter. But it would have to work. Stepping closer, Lavendel noticed the size difference, and snorted in amusement. "Does the little cat think he can take me on? Hardly." There was a small chuckle from the less than sane female, ears rising as she glanced at the smaller creature.
Automatically, Lavendel went into defense. Her ears flattened again, and her eyes were narrowed. Her weight was balanced on all paws, her tail tucked a little. Her neck was scrunched, and she lowered her head so it covered her throat. No way was she gonna lose this fight, if it was what it came to. At the comment about blood on her pelt, the female's jaws opened. "We'll see who has blood on their fur."
"And the hell do you think you are? You don't have any rights judging what I do." Muscles tensed at the little smug smirk, a deep snarl rumbling in Lavendel's throat at this. Relaxing, Lavendel decided to counter his taunt with one of her own. "Are you bipolar or something?" Okay, so maybe not the best counter. But it would have to work. Stepping closer, Lavendel noticed the size difference, and snorted in amusement. "Does the little cat think he can take me on? Hardly." There was a small chuckle from the less than sane female, ears rising as she glanced at the smaller creature.
Automatically, Lavendel went into defense. Her ears flattened again, and her eyes were narrowed. Her weight was balanced on all paws, her tail tucked a little. Her neck was scrunched, and she lowered her head so it covered her throat. No way was she gonna lose this fight, if it was what it came to. At the comment about blood on her pelt, the female's jaws opened. "We'll see who has blood on their fur."
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--Lavendel can be unpredictable, because she is not really insane, but not sane either. Depending on her mood, she can act insane or sane.--