May The Songs Wash Clean Our Hearts

At first she would start to smile at him as they had come to an agreement. Their spots were beautiful. If she could agree on anything it would be that, and she agreed with the fact that blue looked good on him. It was her eyea she couldnt agree on. Yes they were blue, but they were the reason she had been tossed over a cliff with William and Accalia.

With his compliment the smile would leave her features. A blank look would cover her features as she emotionally fought herself. She didnt know hiw to react so she wouldnt do anything but give him a small nod as if to say thank you even though her voice wouldnt. It was when he would change the subject that she would find her voice again.

"Im a Snow Leopard and we are native to the mountain ranges of Central and South Asia other than that I cant tell you much about us...the man I once called father disowned me and two of my siblings for having our uncle's eye coloring." for now she wouldn't go into detail, instead she would just look at him.