07-29-2018, 11:50 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]If anyone else had told her that they'd get her a ball of yawn she'd most likely punch them. Because really, she'd never been the playful type unless the mood was presented to her. Or if she was rather relaxed which didn't happen often for the woman. But it seemed she had gotten comfortable somehow in this strange form and in this strange land. She needed to tighten back up and put her barriers back up. After all she didn't have any friends here besides Player, maybe Thea, and Washington was some kind of friend. She wasn't really sure when it came to the other Freelancer and she frowned as he spoke, talking about the tables were turned. Her eyes narrowed a bit and she flexed her claws against the ground before scoff left her muzzle. Oh, so he thought that things were gonna go his way today. She'd fix that rather quickly. A smirk played across her muzzle before she turned her form away from him for just a moment. "Oh, the tables are turned are they?"
Her shoulders rolled for a moment as she gave out a light yawn before suddenly she whipped around. Her body was in motion before words could even be spilt and she had launched herself toward Washington's face. Aiming to latch her form onto his head and and scramble her back paws against the glass of his visor. If that worked she pull herself up onto his head before sliding her way down his neck and onto his back with ease where she would then lay down like she did nothing at all. "Yeah the tables are turned alright." The woman spoke with humor gracing her words as she lifted a paw to lightly dab it against the fur along his back, teasing him for his possible slow reaction to what she had just done. After all she was a rather fast one and she worked to keep herself quick and fleet footed.
Her shoulders rolled for a moment as she gave out a light yawn before suddenly she whipped around. Her body was in motion before words could even be spilt and she had launched herself toward Washington's face. Aiming to latch her form onto his head and and scramble her back paws against the glass of his visor. If that worked she pull herself up onto his head before sliding her way down his neck and onto his back with ease where she would then lay down like she did nothing at all. "Yeah the tables are turned alright." The woman spoke with humor gracing her words as she lifted a paw to lightly dab it against the fur along his back, teasing him for his possible slow reaction to what she had just done. After all she was a rather fast one and she worked to keep herself quick and fleet footed.