Greatwater Lake all lit up and i start to s[m]ile

the man was wary. the painted woman growled and showed her teeth, which set off a chain reaction within zharille; already heightened in sensitivity because of her current state, the attitude only brought out the more primitive aspects.

zharille shoved in close to the woman with her shoulders bunched and head up, with her chin tilted down defensively. she loosed a heavy warning note from the back of her throat, and gave a toothy grimace, to say back off.

if they had no use for the man, they shouldn't be here. it was zharille who controlled this moment now - and she would not take kindly to a potential partner being driven off. it appeared the man lurked regardless, and wisely kept the irate woman in his sights.

zharille's tail arced over her hips, and she threatened the other woman readily with that show of teeth.