
Aztec::
You got designer shades,
just to hide your face and
you wear them around like,
you're cooler than me.
A small black body bounced it's way back to camp as it's feet never made a noise. Besides the few leaves and plants, it was
Aztec sighed, knowing well that Pryda wasn't going to give in. He was pushed to his feet, and he shook himself off, crouching low. He looked at her, his brown eyes showing fury. It wasn't often the young male lost his small portion of a temper, but when he did it was usually to keep his pride intact. Either way, he was a warrior and she was a hunter. Not to mention it was just playing...right?
Aztec's tail thrashed angrily as he lept towards her, his paws reaching out and ready to grab her. He kept his claws as pulled in as he could. Not that foxes could pull in there claws, but he didn't extend them out any. He slapped the side of her face, a smile crossing his maw as he flew into a bush and was rolled into the soil. "How'd you do that." he moaned, lifting his head and sticking out his tongue since he had a mouthful of dirt. He shook his head, somewhat giving up, "Not fair." He sighed, plopping his head back into the soil.
And you never say hey,
or remember my name.
It's probably 'cause,
you think you're cooler than me.
or remember my name.
It's probably 'cause,
you think you're cooler than me.