10-08-2020, 12:27 PM
Medusa
Today was meant to be a hunt for her. She was trying to decide the prey category for the second part of her plight. The scent of lion had sticked to her tongue though, and for some reason it irked her. But she shrugged it off and went to follow the scent. Eyes settling on Stryker and Sugarspice, the she-cat resisted the urge to hiss. Medusa stretched a paw out, then drew it back in quickly. "My name is Medusa, I'm a warrior of palmclan as well as a Waverunner." Her voice was quieter as she said 'warrior'. She was, but sometimes it felt hard to believe.
Sitting down with scaled tail coiling around her scaleless legs, she flicked her tongue out toward Stryker, trying to get used to the scent.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗