IF LOOKS COULD KILL ✧ Vanessa Carlysle - The Typhoon

It was nice, but funny to see a large wildcat have a liking for rabbits. Instead of the brute he was excepted to be, he was just someone with a good heart. A softie. Nessa would stare as the butterflies flew over to the large male, a small grin on her delicate features.

Then she jumped at his sudden, thundering roar. She had seen him looking a bit uncomfortable as he attempted to not scare the insects away, earning a bigger grin on her maw. "Y'know, you're not the type of person most would except you to be."