Raven's Watch birds of a feather

"Humor me then, as quickly to submit as you do it's unexpected for you to be alone." Her Spanish accent wove intricately with every word she spoke. 

Mictec softly bushed the ground below her, small pebbles that had broken off bigger rocks carelessly rolled on their own journey like her own. She allowed herself to lay on the ground, her front paws crossing as her tail with its luscious locks draped behind her, perhaps the only feature of herself that she did not immediately recoil in disgust.

Seeing the other slow retreat, Mictec knew a game of taunt would be for naught and decided to offer a small smile. While it lacked warmth for a love she never felt, it was enough to begin reducing the tension she tended to radiate.

"I only bite when necessary now and I'm not one for cannibalism." She let out a soft chuckle, gauging to see how the other would react to her sadistic humor.