Blackfeather Woods the unending fight, to call yourself alive

exciting and interesting thread, loved it. <3

Not even a peep stirred from her lithe form as she was further investigated. Perhaps another would have been fretful of a figure looming over them but she did not feel threatened. No one present had done anything to trigger some sort of fight or flight response from her primal mind. No teeth, growling or even harsh words.

It was those things combined that made her content to stay around once the investigation was done. Something soft rumbled in the back of her throat as she aimed to roll back into a crouched position. Yet her neck stretched outwards and from between her jaws swept out her tongue, seeking the investigator's chin. A silent show of thanks.