11-17-2025, 10:55 PM
FAZIA
Fazia's grin doesn't falter when the colourful mare turns into a jaguar — if anything, it grows. Her black and silver eyes widen in surprise and delight and a small laugh even escapes her. Although there is undeniably a part of her itching for a fight, she knows right away that this is not one she will win. Not here on land. In the water she may have a chance, may succeed in drowning at least one of these cats, but… well, why would she when they are so entertaining?
She'll just have to save that option for another time.
Still, she's the daughter of warriors and she can't quite resist another comment, this time purred out in a voice at once both soft and dangerous. "Don't tempt me with a good time." Her grin is bright and feral, that delight palpable and the edges of the challenge still present until she blinks and it is suddenly gone.
Replaced by curiosity she doesn't hesitate to share.
The fact that she had just tried to possess the little creature is already in the past for her, eclipsed by this new and shiny information. "Can you turn into anything else?" And then a glance at the agitated creature. "Is that your daughter?"
She'll just have to save that option for another time.
Still, she's the daughter of warriors and she can't quite resist another comment, this time purred out in a voice at once both soft and dangerous. "Don't tempt me with a good time." Her grin is bright and feral, that delight palpable and the edges of the challenge still present until she blinks and it is suddenly gone.
Replaced by curiosity she doesn't hesitate to share.
The fact that she had just tried to possess the little creature is already in the past for her, eclipsed by this new and shiny information. "Can you turn into anything else?" And then a glance at the agitated creature. "Is that your daughter?"
@Chel