02-04-2011, 09:19 PM
Quote:OoC: Sorry for my own delay.
Rewdeynetya had already taken a nimble leap backwards, growling pointedly in the dark. Her posture showed only irritation, however, and her tailed was raised only slightly. Instead, her amber eyes held most of the expression, almost boring into the other's like a woodpecker into a tree. In a way vaguely condescending, she huffed.
"You do not smell of the virus," she said, the liquid roll of her accent spilling out into the dark. "Be careful, un-Luperci. Had another been more furious with you, you might have found your own form twisting in a hundred different ways. The mixed-morphs of the Changed can be painful ones."
There was no threat to her words, just a bit of heat, and a bit of knowing. "Watch yourself," Rewdeynetya added, slinking around the coyote. In the dark, he would see she was in Optime form, but moving on all fours in a Lupus's gait. Because of her more bipedal structure, the walk was bouncy and very carefully done, as to avoid pulling something. Eventually, her form would disappear beneath bushes and between trees, and the coyote could follow if he wished. However, there were no promises in her not biting him — or worse — if he ended up sneaking up on her. Even if it was an accident, Rewdeynetya was jumpy (for obvious reasons), and the smallest catching off-guard could send her snapping.