Grouse Thicket I’m a chimpanzee

Whrist’s eyes moved to the male, then closed as if she had not a care in the world, and was not threatened by him at all. and she slowed the scratch, then she reached her foot forward and chewed between her toes all to buy herself time to think just a bit longer, she realized she had been making faces in relation to her mixed emotions she was better then that, she was slipping. Whrist yawned showing teeth as a yawn was apt to do, her eyes caught Nyra’s but she made no outward acknowledgement.

She decided on a different tact and made sure to keep her true emotions under wraps “Odd accent you have there,” Whrist offered to the male and smiled sweetly, Her feminine lilt became warm and slightly suggestive
“Is the white female the only one you are interested in? I’d love to be called a Warrior Queen” She stood casually and allowed her tail to sway behind her casually
“That is if you’d like a friendly spar?” Whrist had made sure to sure the word 'friendly' this time, her past experiences finally breaking through her thick skull.

She wanted to gauge this male learn his strength find any weakness and the best way to get to know someone was to fight them in her mind. That’s how it worked with her and the White Witch beside her, though it was a month of pouting that followed in Whrist’s psyche after their first encounter. Despite the fact that Whrist had technically won, she had also been put firmly in her place and she had not liked it.