arehri:
nails dig into the wood of a tree for leverage as the woman peers out from behind it. long lashes flutter over blue hues as ahri takes him in, studying his ears for a second longer than the rest, raven hair falling over a pale shoulder. ( with half her body still hidden behind the tree, ahri mimics his appearance … her nine tails condense into one, allowing it to hide neatly underneath her long skirt. her ears remain. ) she steps out only somewhat to reveal the rest of her, playing the damsel and keeping herself pressed to the tree as if it would protect her from the large man. “ do you usually waltz into someone’s home and threaten them ?? “
“Usually? Depends on the circumstances foxy. If they owe me something, then yeah. Otherwise, my ma taught me to be respectful of people’s things so I try my best to do that.” Well, at least that’s what he tries to do. Though, being who he is and where he works sometimes being respectful of people’s things is just not something he could do. Though, that tidbit of information didn’t need to be out there. After all, he doesn’t know her story nor her connections. So the last thing he needs is to out himself to someone who knows people that might be out to stop the criminal underworld.
“Sorry for stepping into ya house though. Didn’t know someone claimed this part of the forest.”