She knew exactly what he was referring to, and it made her want to run and hide. This confrontation was the kind she usually tried to avoid. Every fiber of her being told her that he was much bigger than she was, if not in size, then in status, and part of the reason she had survived for so long was knowing when she was outgunned and to choose her battles accordingly.
“No. And you’re not either. You’re…much higher on the food chain.”
“The TOP.” For a second, the shadow splayed across the ground holds the visage of overlapped WINGS, disappearing almost as soon as they appear. It was impressive- most LESSER beings fled at his presence, but she stayed still. Respectable. Curious. “What ARE you?” It’s an honest question, and one he may decipher given enough time, but information was so much easier to gather if one was willing to SHARE.











