Wild Berry Meadow you swallow me, i'm a pill on your tongue

iliksis prided himself in causing fear among the sensibly minded, but this one did not fear him. she seemed suspicious, as she ought to be, but there was none of the rewarding terror. iliksis could fix that, if he was so inclined.

she came close to him, an extraordinary gesture that was so very uncommon for the greyfurred male. it was not often anything approached him, for fear of death or otherwise. she seemed to be scenting him and he proudly boasted the perfume of his conquests for her -- he thought back on anatha and his heart fluttered with ugly pride.

he could do the same for her, if she so wished -- iliksis certainly liked the prospect.

she was close enough that he could kiss or kill. he liked to play the game, and so, he simply stood still awaiting her verdict.