Dexter
His ears twitched softly as the other boy spoke, his lips curled into a small, content smile. The boy snapped his cat-like tail to one side, like a whip, before flicking his colorful bangs to the side. " Cute, you? Yes, indeed. " Dex chuckled, moving closer, and dragging one claw from the base of his neck up to his chin, so now their faces were closer than before. " Well do thinking on your own time... I'd hate to know a sweet thing like you got his soul snatched from one of our own. " He knew the boy would be able to feel his warm breath, and smiled, holding his gaze. " I'm Dexter. Call me Dex or Sexy Dexi. " And he gave a playful wink.
Jayme
He chuckled, seeing her immaturely stick her tongue out at him. Just as he began walking, she pulled a flip open knife from her pocket, and he jumped back. " What the hell! " The boy glared at her, and leaned over, grabbing the handle sticking out from his combat boot, and pulling out a hunting dagger, used to cut through animal hides. " Try that again, and I promise you won't be so cute anymore. " Jayme spoke in a low, threatening tone, his face emotionless, considering her was more than serious. As she continued walking, he shook his head, grasping his dagger and walking forward. " Depends, do you have a name mystery gal? Or should I keep calling you cutie? " Now he gripped his knife tight, ready for whatever she would try next.