Mistaken Felinity (RED)

@"ReD"

..........."Yeah," he admitted. What was the point in lying, really? It was a big party - and one where everyone was supposed to be in disguise. If this Yoka person wanted to try anything, she'd have to find him first - and get away with it in public.

While it would have been nice to come across someone with power over that brat, it was no skin off Yun's back that Yoka had no idea who he was talking about.

The skin came off, figuratively speaking, when she had the gall to ask if he was a ****ing familiar. His tail wasn't simply dripping sparks now, no. It was spraying them like a fire hose with a kid trying to hold onto it.

"No," he snarled. "I most definitely am not a familiar, and you can take any stupid ideas to that effect and walk off a cliff with them."

Being cursed with a familiarization spell sucked so bad.

@"ReD"

There were a lot of things that Yun really didn't like, but people smiling at him after he threatened them was pretty high on the list. The stream of sparks thickened, and his next words were very much a growl.

"I AM NOT. I am a person, a SHIFTER. Some idiot just thought it would a delightful prank to try to make me into a pet to sell, so now I can't shift." If it had taken energy to make the sparks coming out of his tail, he'd be working himself into a coma already. "This place was supposed to be able to get rid of it, but noooo no one wants to even touch it."

He was abruptly on his feet and turned away from Yoka, fully intending to just be on his way and go home, regardless of his incomplete errand.

@"ReD"

He growled openly at the call, and intended to just keep walking.

He hated how desperate he was to get rid of the curse, though. He hated that he hesitated, and then glanced that tiny bit over his shoulder. She was still there, still watching him.

He might as well just hate her, really. But if she had the right power...

"What do you know of either?"

@"ReD"

Damn it all, she talked like she knew something that might be useful. Stronger over time, though.

****. If that were true of the magic clinging to him, then he couldn't really be picky about who he worked with, and meander through life wasting time. As annoying as she was, sitting there like she ran the world and had him dancing on strings, he couldn't just leave. Not without knowing if he had a chance of fixing things.

****. He sat where he was and looked more decisively over his shoulder. **** **** **** **** ****. "Can you do more than talk?"

@"ReD"

He really wanted to spit and growl at her, especially for that comment. She was playing with him and he knew it. He wasn't an idiot. The question was, though, was she just playing with him? Was there an honest chance for usefulness or was it all a lure for entertainment?

"No **** it bothers me," he muttered, but with some effort he neither spat nor growled. His tail was less under his control, but the calmer he forced himself to seem the less it spluttered.

"I don't appreciate being treated like a pet," he grumbled, and finally actually turned around to face Yoka.