Fox's Glade [M]Macchiato

Her heart thudded against her chest as she looked at him, her mind wound its way down a path she hadn't considered much before. She pondered her instincts, but found herself only becoming more and more eager to know this man- to learn his scent, and feel the softness of his coat. In his eyes there was kindness- but she had expected to see him swoon with desire. 

She tried not to be too disappointed that her first suitor did not come begging and pleading- and she wouldn't have time to register the thought enough, as her second suitor caused her cheeks to flush with angry warmth. 

She glared at Anselm; having learned that he had chosen Heda over Etienne, she instinctively wanted to drive him away. Simultaneously, she felt a sickening attraction to him, as well- that made her want to drive the tall, pale man away. 
 
She wouldn't need to- he began to move off of his own volition, leaving Suzu feeling so terribly unwanted. 

She huffed, and fumed. "HhhhhhhhhYOUUUU!" Her breath was hot steam as she stomped toward Anselm. "What? You come 'ere to ruin my chances at 'appiness as well, hmm?" She came to a halt, only inches from him. She had to tilt her head back to gaze up at him, though the ferocity in her eyes would measure up for their height difference. She snorted, sending a puff of her breath his way- breath she knew full well that he would detest, as she had been able to resume her seafood diet. "Or did you come to offer yourself, huh? You want a piece of dis, ah?" Her words were cruel. She would test his restraint to the very edge if she could.