Rosewater Oasis bloodlines v

she does not allow the tempting vice that is his snout brushing her hip to tempt her. she continues on, one paw after another, slowly sashaying away from the man; tail ever so often curling, twisting. passing beneath his jaw as she goes.

it evades her why she even indulges this man's arrogance, his clear pursuit of an exchange between the both of them. maybe it was ambition. she knew he was a man of high standing in vahanet, and if tamasi were going to be here permanently—as she couldn't just leave nokht behind—then she sought to rise.

her eyes turn and arkane makes a grim mistake. coming too close, testing his luck. she meets him with a curl of his lip, and is satisfied when he relents in his advances. she was the one to come to him, not him to her. and she does, coming closer, as they now circle each other in a dance of bodies.

tamasi, she breathes, hemetu to the hemet-nesut. she turns sharply then, giving him her backside once more as she begins to stride away again. feigning indifference to him, even though her stomach twirls with butterflies.