Shadow Hearts Colored in Blue

Being the creature of arrogance an cockiness that she is, Sen smirked, as if to say she was really going to do it. Her amber gaze locked onto the yellow one, not daring to look away as she carried herself forward and closer to the border. As she watched the other, her front paw raised into the air, and then she placed it down on the other side of the border. It was a small motion, but held significance to it. On any other day, with any other wolf, she would not have acted in such a foolish manner. She would have simply gotten bored and walked away, then forced the experience from her mind soon after. “Scar-Face” was different, though, as her appearance and responses were somewhat similar to the raven woman herself. In interested her more than anything else so far, and made her all the more determined to get as far under her skin as she could go. Whether she left with some injuries or not didn't bother her, just as long as she'd be given the satisfaction of having weaseled her way under the skin of another being.

“Is this the part where you try to attack me? Maybe chase me around a bit?” It was nothing more than a game to the immature girl, and one she was bent on coming out as the winner of. Though, in truth, no one could truly win such a game, but Sen didn't see it that way. It was a game like any other, and could hold both a winner and a loser, and with her mindset it was no surprise that she believed she would end up as the winner. “Start the tour, Scar-Face.” Like a puppy who knew it was about to be chastised, her muscles bunched up and prepared to send her off running, in the hopes of being chased. She hadn't had a good round of chase it what felt like ages, and was eager to get the game started.

I swear, if Sen were a human, she wouldn't have been punched in the face long ago. She's such a bugger.