OOC: .... +3
The male looked at her with a feral look on his face, like she was a piece of meat hung up to dry on the porch and be prey to any wandering eyes. She felt naked even though she had her clothing on and this in turn made her uncomfortable. She didn't like the way he licked his lips and he looked at her. Her shackles on her back stood on edge, it being her whole ridge in less than another minute within being in the company of the male. The man finally spoke about he wasn't doing anything bad here, and that she could hurt him if she wanted to, because it'd be fun to him. She didn't know how to handle this, because apparently pain would only make him stay. Her half ears still laid flat on her head. You should not be here. You need to leave...Now. the woman spoke, her authoritative tone still on her voice. Panda also took a step forward as she whipped her tail behind her, not playfully, but in authority, and aggressiveness. Her shoulders were tense, and her right hand slid to where she kept her train-track screw that she often killed things with when she did not have an actual knife. It was more brutal of a kill, her having to make sure she hit the beast she was taking down with precision on the face or some place she was able to break some softer spots on an animal. She often times went straight for the face.
If I hurt you, then I will kill you. This is as close as you are going to get to mercy before I take action. Better run, little boy. the woman growled, she snorted afterwards before she kicked back some dirt with her right leg, much like a bull before charging. Her head was hung lower than her full height, and she finally lifted her lips to show her fangs that could easily rip through flesh. Panda would never be scared of such a tiny male. His penis was probably too tiny to even feel pleasure from it, so he was not attractive in the slightest to the woman (size did matter in her mind) and he barely looked like he was anything more than just a pup. Her snarl curved upwards into a smile that still held that aggressive flare to it. She only smiled evilly because of the thoughts that ran through her head about him being incapable of any type of pleasure.
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