The Heartwood Buckle Up Butter Cup

Tiger snorted as the other went to search. "Have at it, moron," she harrumphed, indignant that the other wouldn't take her at her word. Whatever doe, she would be one stinky batch of cookies for it. She took a couple of step forward, none the wiser that Kivi was stalking her as it were. It was then something rustled behind her, and Tiger whirled around just in time to note Kivi pouncing her.

Her stink was something different. "The f-" cut off, she fell to the side, but not beneath Kivi. She quickly scrambled to get up. Tiger snarled, warning the other that if she didn't back off, she'd give it her all and just beat the shit out of the girl. If she could. Tiger wasn't much of a fighter, but she'd be damned if she didn't roll the dye (lol get it) and make this weirdo pay for the sneak attack! Tiger was just sensitive that Kivi'd bested her, there. But hell no would she do it again!!!! "Come on, moron," she bared her teeth, daring the other to come at her. You won't.

She damn hoped not.