Bend the Truth
04-07-2015, 10:01 AM
As the scent of feline reached him Ozymandias first froze, hunkered down in the leaf litter as his mint green eyes searched the foliage for the predator he sensed there, then as she appeared he snarled and chattered before racing up the side of a mammoth redwood tree to rest on a branch and stare down at her. "Yahh go sucka egg ya berk," he sneered down at the cat. "Ya cen't cetch me any'ow, wheezy ol' beg." Signy just watched with mild interest as the marten scrambled up above her, before she turned her head to study the pale figure of the leopard. "You'd have to be pretty desperate to try to eat an adult marten," she retorted matter-of-factly. "I'm not a bad enough hunter that I'd have to try to catch a musky old weasel for lunch when I could eat a nice fat hare. Besides, he's been my friend since I was a puppy. Eating your friends is really rude." She cocked her head to the side, acid green eyes bright with interest. She'd known her tiger friend since puphood, and once met a cougar, but this was the first spotted cat she'd ever met. Short as Signy was the cat was only a bare inch taller, unlike her Mr. Tiger who was as tall as the tallest wolf she'd ever seen. She grinned fearlessly at the feline. "What's it to you anyway? Feeling bitter cuz you can't catch yourself a bunny?" Ozymandias - a pine marten Signy - not a pine marten |
This pine marten has a very foul mouth and a confusing accent. He is also fierce and hates to be called adorable. You have been warned.