Raven's Watch rottning allra

-dying-

Her brother appeared to be out, or otherwise preoccupied. The poppy girl went to turn away to find something else to possibly amuse herself, thinking of the stash of mushrooms she had hidden away. It was then that she found an unfamiliar...
Her hackles raised. An unfamiliar scent in the air, close. Male.
Valmúa flipped around, startled by the sound of a male she did not know. He attempted to rehearse some kind of sexual advance toward her, she took a step forward to attack him, and then she stopped.
What could possibly bother her brother more than flirting with a random lone male within their borders? The fire woman saw an opportunity, and she took it. Her fur relaxed. She flicked an ear sideways, pretending to be annoyed. She thought playfully to herself, I could kill him. That wouldn't be nearly as fun.
It is rude to ask for a name without giving a name first, she said, but the way she said it didn't match the discipline of her statement. Her words were silky, burning, wanting. She stepped forward slowly, her tail raised completely in dominance, but the rest of her incredibly relaxed. Play my game.