green is not a creative colour

<style type="text/css">q {font:13px Georgia; color:#BA6D00;}</style>The female snorted as well when Robur revealed their meeting; to her, it was no surprise that Pied had treated him as some sort of sleazebag. It had a lot to do with personal bias, since she could have had no idea what Robur had said to the Omicron, but Jinx was just bitter enough to believe that it hadn't been something terribly harmful. So far, the male had done nothing but mince words in an attempt to... Well, she wasn't really sure. Be funny, she supposed.

Little miss Pied has a stick up her ass, she pointed out with a tone indicating they clearly weren't very good friends. As for her mate, well... Jinx had at one point in time enjoyed Kisu's company, and hadn't really seen him since, but she didn't doubt for a second that Pied had opened her big fat mouth to him and ruined the Kappa's reputation with him as well. It seemed to have occurred with almost everybody else, to the point where Jinx couldn't help but think Pied was a rather self-righteous blabbermouth, but she often forgot that "everybody else" encompassed maybe three wolves, all of whom had reason enough to question her.

When Robur suggested Jinx got in on the action, her mouth twisted into a grimace of serious displeasure. She was more-or-less asexual, possessing instead of sexuality a primal habit of objectifying others and coveting them, but that was not something she was consciously aware of. That would be gross, was her reply. They both probably secretly have teeny tiny man parts, and they'd try to touch me with them. It never occurred to her that lumping Robur's Alpha in with Pied in such a gross fashion might actually offend him, because Jinx rarely thought about anybody but herself. It had been a long time since she had joked with anyone, let alone in so vulgar a fashion... But Pied and Hawkeye were far away, at least relative to the two of them, and there was no harm in it.

Still, she could not seem to get the humour beyond her mouth, for her eyes were as sharp and serious as ever they were, and even her little smiles seemed tight-lipped, as though "humour" was a concept that she could manage to replicate in words, but not entirely comprehend.