... Continued from before with Ren and Kitsuna
Kitsuna continued to prance happily around Ren but she allowed her flames to slowly flicker and extinguish down her body. Coming to a final halt in a swirl of tails Kitsuna sat down to consider Ren’s words and she actually noticed he had called her by her full name, which pleased her. Smiling brightly at him Kitsuna already had her answer.
“Well I think we should take the slower route, we aren’t in any hurry and like I said I am hoping to improve myself as we move. I can’t keep relying on others to save me, can I? In fact why don’t we start now, no better time than the present?” Sitting up she smiled mischievously, lowering her front half of her body down onto the floor in the most puppy like fashion, a gesture of play fighting. All three of her tails wagging happily she spoke, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That is if you’re not too tired. I know how you old wolves get in the morning, aching bones, stiff muscles and such.”
She smiled at him, wanting a reaction from him. For a moment she considered what she must look like to him, such a puppy, always wanting to play and tease. She was almost a complete polar opposite to Ivy’s sensible manor. However she would not change who she was, her mother and father had kept her heart pure and young and she would not relinquish that playful innocence.
Kitsuna continued to prance happily around Ren but she allowed her flames to slowly flicker and extinguish down her body. Coming to a final halt in a swirl of tails Kitsuna sat down to consider Ren’s words and she actually noticed he had called her by her full name, which pleased her. Smiling brightly at him Kitsuna already had her answer.
“Well I think we should take the slower route, we aren’t in any hurry and like I said I am hoping to improve myself as we move. I can’t keep relying on others to save me, can I? In fact why don’t we start now, no better time than the present?” Sitting up she smiled mischievously, lowering her front half of her body down onto the floor in the most puppy like fashion, a gesture of play fighting. All three of her tails wagging happily she spoke, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That is if you’re not too tired. I know how you old wolves get in the morning, aching bones, stiff muscles and such.”
She smiled at him, wanting a reaction from him. For a moment she considered what she must look like to him, such a puppy, always wanting to play and tease. She was almost a complete polar opposite to Ivy’s sensible manor. However she would not change who she was, her mother and father had kept her heart pure and young and she would not relinquish that playful innocence.