Two Rivers Isle ELSA, PLEASE DON'T SLAM MY MEMES

Malice was not fond of Vassago being afraid of heights, but never would she force the little devil to concur his fears. It would come in time, she knew, or maybe never. As long as he still listened, she didn't really care if he was between her paws or on the rock. She had just thought the little boy might've liked being on level with her- feel mighty. Mal's time spent in the mountains had made her feel very mighty and powerful, and with that her fear of any heights had disappeared also. Perhaps she had to take the kid up a mountain and just let him see how big Teekon is.

She smiled as he said his own name effortlessly. It seemed despite his resemblance to his father he had her intellect. Next he tried her name. She flicked her ears and gave a little wiggle with her nose. Almost, little devil. She purred. Malice. She said again, really taking time to properly say it.