Emberwood pretty in punk

[size=large]"lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones"[/size]

[size=small]Never had Maera thought that her simple comment would hide such a psychological meaning underneath. While she ignored and blatantly not cared if the male was indeed fragile in his spirit, she threw a smile in his direction as the male's brows furrowed in throught. She had little knowledge of the masculine mind, let alone one of a teenager as her, thus she simply waited to see his reacting before adding anything else to her already, suggestive introduction and invitation.

To her surpise, but not entirely out of her expectation, he didn't inmediately agree, instead he questioned the motives of her proposition, something that made Maera sigh exaggerately. While she had often questioned the world with a big fat why, right now she thought explanations could be spared. "You got something better to do?" she asked, not answering his question but instead retaliating his as if it were her first attack. She raised her brow dubiously as if to add incredulity and even a little mock to her tone.
She certaintly didn't so...

Her eyes stared directly into his as she continued to scheme a way to make the guy oblige to her wishes. She wanted a wrestling buddy was that too much to ask?
"If it's because you're scared I promise I'll go soft on ya" she taunted, raising and arching the tip of her tail over her back as she again cupped her ears and awaited for his reaction.[/SIZE]