[ when kazuya is off of her, she crouches as if prepared to bolt for him and her teeth are bared, a long growl slowly being breathed out of her. she's ready for the next part, already feeling her healing fix the soreness from being pinned and the awkward angle she had to put her arm in. let's go, let's go, let's go!
but then kazuya doesn't get up and she hesitates -- worried for a split moment that she did something wrong, that she might have killed him and oh, that would be an awful thing to do when she's trying so hard not to kill anyone. she panics, a little too worried to realize she could just listen in for his heartbeat and takes a step forward and then -- oh, he's fine.
and she won! but also, already? she sits back on her butt, fangs and claws and fur retreating to leave a teen girl in its place with a small frown on her face. ]
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but then kazuya doesn't get up and she hesitates -- worried for a split moment that she did something wrong, that she might have killed him and oh, that would be an awful thing to do when she's trying so hard not to kill anyone. she panics, a little too worried to realize she could just listen in for his heartbeat and takes a step forward and then -- oh, he's fine.
and she won! but also, already? she sits back on her butt, fangs and claws and fur retreating to leave a teen girl in its place with a small frown on her face. ]
What, really?
[ malia, don't sound so disappointed. ]