Little Maraca all grown up

Kathleen could see him try to make himself look as though he werent afraid of her. Hestood up taller and put on a stern mask but his eyes gave him away. The way he had watched her as she had walked around him and the way he was looking at her with distrust right now told her thathe still held a bit of fear for her. It didnt surprise her, she felt the same way about her father...or well the father of her brothers anyway. If she saw him today, she would kill him, but she would always fear him.

Finally he would give her false words to match his false bravado and an eyebrow would raise at him. Did he truely think her stupid or did he just think himself that good of an actor. "So thats why you fallow me with those distrusting eyes of yours.' her tone would be that of humored sarcasm.

She would get up to circle him again only this time she would pause to bat at his tail, without ever making contact, befor comeing to face him again. "If I had actually wanted to hurt you then do you honestly think you would be here infront of me today. Hell if I had wanted to hurt you today I could have just ambushed you from the tree."