Slave of Sun [Naomi]

[innoko]

ooc So I know there's that rule about how masters can powerplay, but I really disagree with powerplaying...just in case this escalates.

I'll walk straight down

Sinewy muscles tightened over Naomi's thin form, her claws digging into the earth defiantly. She knew what was coming, but she was ready for it. Her gaze flickered to Chey for a millisecond before Zytico spoke, just as she sat up straighter, and at that moment Naomi's feelings for the other she-wolf turned sour; sitting idly by while an injustice was committed was just as bad as doing the deed as far as Nao' was concerned.

When Zytico stood up, Naomi mirrored his movements, preferring to start a fight on her feet. She could see that he was holding back, and she figured it was because of his mate sitting nearby, but she knew how wolves like him reacted to disrespect. He'd likely thrash his little mate if she smarted off to him too much. Naomi lowered her head as she spoke, protecting her throat. She kept her ears and tail low, but it was clear that she wasn't just going to go belly up to her new 'master.' "I already told you what you wanted. I am from north of here," she growled quietly, her eyes averted from his, "Now how does that matter?" She kept her gaze far from his, making it clear through her body language that she didn't want to fight but would defend herself.

As far as I can go

[taysha]

Cheyenne was very relieved when Zy didn't attack, but she saw something in naomi's gaze that disturbed her. Naomi looked as if Chey had just jumped and attacked herself. She decided she wouldn't sit there any longer she stood up and stepped to Zytico's side, she licked his ear, hoping to calm him. "The north, she said aloud in a poilte voice,"is it very cold there?" She pushed up aginst her mate, hooping he wouldn't be upset with her. She fixed her gaze back at naomi hoping her intervention had changed the fae's mmind about her, she foun it hard to hold her gaze so she fixed her orbs to her mate.

[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico's fur was bristling it's tips quivering back and forth. The back of his mind told him to leap on top of her, and make her regret all she had said with full force as his reminder. No persuasion was needed here. He crept forward and stopped suddenly when he felt a wet tongue touch his aud. His prevail vision caught Chey lick him and he stopped his slow attack. He raised his gums at Naomi, showing a full and ready set of ivories. He snarled in rage inwardly, not intending on letting Chey see his real feelings. He narrowed his orbs at Naomi and waited for her reply. He supposed he was being a little too hasty and would try and open up a bit. After all, to create a strong pack he needed strong members, not weak ones. He kept that his goal, posted in his head as a reminder to keep his cool. Licking his paw and swiping it over his head, his anger ebbing away as quickly as it came.