Blackfeather Woods kid hang over here, what're you learning in school?

r i p illiksis

iliksis would have been happy to study the alabaster female a while longer, but it seemed fate (or specifically, relmyna) had ordained otherwise. his gaze flickered to the female as she rose, noting the roughness of the transition and the stiffness of each limb as it pulled her closer. the stone remained where she had left it -- iliksis found his attention diverted for but a moment as he looked upon its solitary form nestled in the snow.

part of him wished to incendiate her -- he could have nimbly plucked the stone and quit her company -- but that required a sustained amount of effort as he imagined she would most certainly object to such an action. instead he remained rooted to the spot, only his eyes moving as she pulled threateningly closer with her tail branded over her thin hips like a weapon.

the message was all too clear: with a grunt he shifted, pulling his front limbs out in front of him as he pushed with his hinds from the snow. with one singular ear drawn back, the man sought to yield to her station by carefully stepping backwards.