Intense slate eyes simply looked into his fierce golden orbs.. Never before did anyone attempt to help heal her. She was always put in a position to only help herself. She looked to others with nothing but caution, wanting nothing more than to simply be ignored. She was used to being left alone to matter with her own business. One strike on her and it was bluntly ignored. No one slowed down when she had a limp. When she whimpered softly in her sleep no one came to her aide. She was used to fixing her own problems, even if she wasn't so good at it. So, when Tobi came at her with teeth barred dragging her half-naked form across the ground she pretty much accepted her fate. Yet when she realized what his true intentions were she was rattled. They had no connection, no attachment in her mind and therefore he had no reason to help her. As he sliced the earth with his claws she flinched. Keeping her eyes on his she attempted to once again explain herself, hoping he understood how deeply confused she was. Her gentle voice held a firm tone as she brushed his mind attempting to explain the severity in her thinking process.



"Tobi...you are not listening either...you are the first person that has ever....helped me."



Perhaps with Tobi being darkly manipulative and cruel, perhaps this was the ideal way to even get the she-wolf to start following him. To know that she could have had what she really wanted, and then all of a sudden to have it taken away, it was something she just couldn't allow. Eagerly, perhaps, too eagerly, she walked after him keeping her head low. She wasn't quite sure how to make a feline happy, let alone how to ask for clemency. Instincts kicked in as she reached her muzzle for his shoulder, moving her muzzle into his soft golden fur, her scarred cheek brushing against him as she attempted to create some form of a bond through touch. A grey ear twitched when she heard his low purr and she wouldn't stop, not until she was sure he was satisfied. When his head rolls back, she went still looking at him quietly not really sure what she was supposed to do at this point. As his jaw opened, she was far too close for comfort to his long fangs that she went accidently brushed her side against his nervously. Yet as his long sandpaper tongue rolled out and swept her face, her eyes half-closed as her tail swayed side to side. Eyes would reopen as soon as his tongue lifted off her face, and she gently pressed her cold nose underneath his chin in gratitude, muttering earnestly in his mind.



"I promise...I'll be good."



As he suddenly fell to the ground she would side-step away tilting her head to the side in puzzlement. He was not hurt. There was absolutely no sign that he was injured. Truly her punch was not life threatening. Attempting to trick him to get up by bruising his ego, for surely a male cat didn't want to admit being beat up by a female wolf, she was slightly annoyed that he did not roll onto his paws to defend his pride. As he batted his paw at her, she would lift her own batting back at him, not sure what it meant, but hoped it was a sign she was being playful.



"But we can get more food if we hunt...together."



She knew full well that he needed much more meat to eat and rabbits and squirrels would do nothing to ache his hunger pain. They could get more food, and he would be satisfied, if he would roll of his spotted ass and attempt to hunt with her. She rather enjoyed her first hunt with him and she was eager to show her worth should he allow them to do it again. Again she ignored his plea knowing full well what was best for him. If he thought he could get under her skin he was wrong, she was quite a patient thing. While he dragged himself back on his paws she would take a step back giving him room as she tilted her head to the side curiously watching as his claws slowly pulled out as he scraped the earth. Nodding her head slowly she would repeat what he said, but with her own point of view.



"Whether Tobi wins or loses...you still get food. Friends...share food...with friends, yes?"



Perhaps she was also trying to trick him. She assumed if she lost, she wouldn't get food, and she wanted to bring back up the subject of friendship. Maybe he would be forced to showing if his intentions were true or if he was just pulling her fluffy tail. Speaking of her ebony and grey tail, it was swaying behind her as she inquired just what it was he wanted them to do, admitting that she was not privileged to enjoy such a thing as a game before.



"Game? I...never played a game before."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven