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Flame sat in a sunny spot within the league territory. She licked a paw and drew in over her face. She had her tail wrapped neatly over her paws. The sun illuminated her ginger fur making her look as if she were glowing.
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POSTEDApr 4, 2019 20:59:14 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Altaire blinked his eyes as he padded up. There was an air of casualness to the tom, however cats were starting to learn that he seldom just approached unless he wanted something. If Flame happened to be not in the category of those who understood that basic tenent of his personality, though, it might be an honor that the proxy approached, if she valued insignificant things like that.
"Well, would you look at that, someone so gorgeous that they look like the sun themselves," he meowed, tone amused. Of course, his mate wouldn't probably like that, but Altaire and Morgana were having some... problems behind the scenes, so he was unsure that he cared.
She looked at him, raising an eye brow with an adoring smirk. Though she was quite beautiful, she had revealed the scar across her muzzle when she looked at him. She was quite furious at Scenesense for causing the scar, knowing she potentially made her more frightening. That wasn't her approach on things. She was suppose to look innocent at first, tricking her victims into trusting her. Her turquoise eyes sparkled in the sunlight. She knew he had a mate. He was a proxy; quite popular. Though she didn't care. Trouble should be her middle name. She enjoyed stirring up mischief. "Is that so?" she answered, her voice soft and flowing like a warm summer breeze.
This was interesting, hmmm, that she was willing to enter his realm of game play. Normally, a cat would know that Altaire should not be encouraged, if nothing more than for respect of Morgana. However, the tom had never been held down before, and he was still not quite used to not taking whatever he wanted. This made Fire's response absolutely interesting; it seemed like she was willing to play.
"I do have to admit that yes, indeed, it is, cherrie." He spoke with a glint in his eye, one that was either danger or amusement. The two were often closely related for Altaire, as they were for any other monsters in sheep's clothes. "It would be foolish of me to lie about such trivial matters, hm?"
