let my shadows prove the sunshine
The deep color of his eyes watch the lioness contentedly. He is far more interested than he lets on, but the puma remains lax as he lounges across her sunning rock, even as she stands over him with curiosity in her stance. Svedka himself is somewhere within his own chamber, locked away and sleeping, unknowing of the actions that occur now beneath the winter sun. The black tip of his tail flicks gently, flexing the claws in his forepaws as he stretches, scraping and sharpening them absentmindedly. He yawns, the rough pink of his tongue flickering between long and sharp canines, his black-lined mouth coming to a close in a lazy snap.
The lion then rises, the tawny of his pelt shimmering as the muscles of his shoulders tighten and release to stand him upright. His white muzzle puffs as a gentle huff leaves him, ears tipping back slightly. A deep growl resounds in his chest, low and barely audible, his pink nose twitching as he inhales her scent. The lion did not look at her as a horse that has shifted into a cougar - he only sees her as one beast and does not care if there is the mind of a prey animal behind those dark eyes.
His black lips curl back in a soft snarl, somewhat of an invitation as the sound of another growl reverberates in his chest. He comes closer, standing over her, dark and feral eyes sweeping the gold, white, and black of her body.
A single paw reaches out in a sweeping step, attempting to pull her closer to him and to see just exactly what she would do.
svedka
@[Vastra]