Blackfeather Woods I tell a tale

He gave a light chuckle at her response. "I wouldn't say fragile"Fragile? He was anything but fragile. Cocky, stupid, jerkface. Definitely not fragile. He had a shell of cold armor on the outside.

 His smile grew wider at the female's response to the little petname. "Well get used to it sweet'eart. Don't know your name so I'll just call 'ya that." Even if he did know her name, he wouldn't really call her by it. In fact, he never really did call anyone by their real names. They usually slipped past his mind so he just liked to make them up as new faces come along.

 His slender head tilted to the side slightly at her question. "'Fraid of you? Well, that depends," he replied, walking up closer. "I barely know 'ya. Don't know how 'ya fight. Should I be afraid? You tell me." Frankly, at this moment he wasn't afraid of her. He knew nothing about her and what her overall personality was. Why be afraid now?

 He backed away, keeping his eyes locked on her. His mysterious indigo eyes were now cut in slits. "You like to spar?" he asked with the same cocky grin plastered on his face. "Well, I'm willing to see how 'ya fight." He lifted his tail confidently. "Up for the challenge, sweet'eart" Yeah, that's right. Get the blood to boil Mikasi...