ardent

U mad huh?



Mercy I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Heavy
posts
452
player
Evelyn

Famous
08-03-2015, 01:44 AM
The mans reaction shocked her, ears laying flat against her skull as he began to laugh at her. A scowl replaced her sheepish look, as she glared at him from her spot in the river. Huffing, she took a step closer to him as he spoke, stating that her reasoning was foolish. Mercy eyed him, looked the smaller man up and down and let off a soft haruf. Sure it must have been silly to watch, her attacking the innocent waves. But it was better than her trying to bite into his flesh, yes? A sparkle lit up her narrowed gaze, a sudden grin taking over everything else. Without further warning the dame sprung from the water and attempted to launch her damp frame onto the brute. Her hopes where to strike his chest with her own, hopefully toppling over on his back so she could belly flop her wet form onto him. Even if she didn't manage to stand over him, her dripping wet body was sure to assault the man with a spray of water. Giggling, she looked down at him with her elongated tail raised, apology long gone. "Who is laughing now, buddy?" she questioned softly, trying to push her wet face onto his own.

Quite proud of her retort, Mercy backed away from the stranger and shook off her pelt, still not far enough away to save him from getting even more wet. Tossing a wink at him, finding her anger gone, she began to lap at her chest hair until it lay flat once more. "I am Mercy Destruction, your personal bath house." she teased, a bit of her natural flirtation coming out. It wasn't often that she tacked on her last name, but she was starting to find the irony in it all. Who cared of her parents sucked anyways? Besides, this dude smelled like another pack, she needed to be careful. Goodness knows that Valentine would have her head on a buffalo horn if he knew that she went and started a fight. But this brute seemed to be rather good natured, he had said that he was sorry for laughing. However, Mercy was far from sorry for (hopefully) getting him soaked. The tip of her salmon tongue poked out sr him, a weight seeming to lift off her shoulders. It had been quite some time since she could remember having this much fun...


Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.