INTO THE WOODS ◇ PRIVATE FOR NOW

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]LOVE ME, HATE ME ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Alright, okay, maybe she should have thought this through a bit more. As soon as Winterhymn's paws connected with her stomach, the she-cat recoiled and shook her head, trying to fight through the wave of nausea that hit her. When Winterhymns started talking to her again, Aphra looked up at him with a snarl on her face, only to be met by his claws raking her, reopening the scars on her face. She scanned the surroundings for the satchel the Glader had, ignoring the words he continued to speak.

Aphra noticed the dagger that Win swished his tail over, though considering how close it was to him, she deemed it unnecessary to go often. Not that she was particularly fond of daggers, anyway. Once again, Aphra would try to leap towards WINTERHYMNS, though this time with the intention of trying to grab the satchel underneath him. If he wasn't going to let her get off easy with the bag, then, well... she had a couple of powers she could use, but that definitely wasn't a preference of hers.

If Aphra was successful in taking the bag, or at least having the straps in her mouth, she would taunt, "I'll be taking this and I'll be on my way, alright, hun?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]