Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-31049256-20170701041454

(Doc/Hound) "Hoooohoho!" Kittycut laughs as she stands walks over to Tirush, "That's some mighty big talk there Tir-ey!" she says down slightly to the copper wyvern, her voice lowers to a purring rumble, "Ya ain't tha first ta underestimate a MW, but I don't mind. It makes tha fight even sweeter when I get ya quiverin on tha ground in a puddle a yer release." Kittycut can't stop herself as she traces a claw along Tirush's arm, a line of light following behind it as it goes from her shoulder to her elbow. Tirush feels the minorest amount of pleasure from the claw, and she can see Kittycut had no hostile intentions yet from the look on her face.

Kittycut licks her lips, one side of her pixie cut hair falling in front of one of her pink eyes as she looks down past Tirush's face, her eyes are alert and dialated, but her breath was hot and heavy, "Ooh~, an ya taste fantastic, so strong an spicy!"

Her opposite claw twitches, and her ethereal blade begins to form, but it stops as a wooden bowl finds itself bouncing off her head and onto the table. Kittycut jumps a bit and turns to find Baku and Penelope holding the fruit from the bowl, "We promised Leontyne not ta break nothing. Now what'dya think'll happen if y'all got ta fightin?"

Kittycut grumbles in disappointment.

Rita floats on her back down the table, an indifferent look on her face, "You could always have a game of tounge-of-war sister." she faces the pair, "I'm sure everyone will be satisfied with that," she grins, "some more than others, heeheehee!"

Kittycut looks to Tirush with an eager look, "It ain't my preferred choice, but if it's a loophole fer us ta go at it I'm in if ya are Tir-ey."