[size=9pt]It's convenient Moonmade was literally two steps in front of her when she speaks. Convenient for her, that is, not so much for him, because at night he lets his guard down and it's ridiculously easy to sneak up on the lion. He'd get himself killed like this, soon enough.
"You scared the fuckin' shit out of me." He says, eyeing the serval that almost blends in with her surroundings. He's got some herbs in his mouth and he drops them, still tasting catmint. He peers closer, and it's only when his gaze adjusts that he realizes the stranger doesn't look so peachy. He doesn't recognize her, hence the mundane questions, but he has good intentions, anyway. "You alright? You're looking about as pale as a black cat can be, right now."
"You scared the fuckin' shit out of me." He says, eyeing the serval that almost blends in with her surroundings. He's got some herbs in his mouth and he drops them, still tasting catmint. He peers closer, and it's only when his gaze adjusts that he realizes the stranger doesn't look so peachy. He doesn't recognize her, hence the mundane questions, but he has good intentions, anyway. "You alright? You're looking about as pale as a black cat can be, right now."
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; height: auto; text-align: center; font-family: ; font-size: 9pt; color: COLOR; letter-spacing: -.5px;"][i][b]and die like a hero going home.[glow=black,2,300]