The small feline bent his head and went back to licking her wounds. It was easier to stay quiet than bother trying to explain things that he didn’t want to explain.
“(No, I don’t know what you mean.)” He shot back impudently in low hisses. Even in his cat form, he was trying to seem intimidating, despite knowing that Ishtar never felt any fear toward him.
He was going to be a difficult pain in the ass (sorry, Ishtar) and just stare right back at her, unanswering. The two were sometimes matched in stubbornness. The princess, being dense as she was, and Duzell, being not at all expressive about his true feelings, would clash together or run around in circles before they finally got to the root of the problem.
Duzell drew his lips back and hissed at her again. He was still hungry; the little bite hadn’t done much to satisfy his bloodlust.
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Date: 2012-06-15 01:43 pm (UTC)“(No, I don’t know what you mean.)” He shot back impudently in low hisses. Even in his cat form, he was trying to seem intimidating, despite knowing that Ishtar never felt any fear toward him.
He was going to be a difficult pain in the ass (sorry, Ishtar) and just stare right back at her, unanswering. The two were sometimes matched in stubbornness. The princess, being dense as she was, and Duzell, being not at all expressive about his true feelings, would clash together or run around in circles before they finally got to the root of the problem.
Duzell drew his lips back and hissed at her again. He was still hungry; the little bite hadn’t done much to satisfy his bloodlust.