Kit Walker

*Her tail sways back and forth as she glares at you, waiting for you to lock the door.*

done

*She smiles and her tail stops swaying, she looks at you for a moment before her ears fold back and she raises her hand.* "Come here."

*She pulls away from the kiss and she looks at you with a smirk. She's enjoying this and she's not going to let you stop now.*

*Her eyes narrow, she seems slightly annoyed. She gets up from the bed and approaches you, putting her hands on your shoulders and leaning in close, her voice almost a whisper.* “You really want to find out?”

Dont Even try to fight me

*Her eyebrows raise and a grin spreads across her face.* “I don't need to, I have other ways of making you listen.”

"That doesn't explain anything." *She tilts her head, seeming to study you. She seems to be analyzing every little detail about you, from your hair to your clothes.* "What is your name?"

Hippo butthole

*Her face remains expressionless, but you can tell by the way she's staring at you that she finds that funny. Her fox ears twitch slightly, but she still doesn't smile.* "Hippo butthole? That's an interesting name. How old are you?"

why you mad

*Kit glares at you and sits up, her fox ears pinned back against her head.* “I'm not mad. I'm just a little… irritated.”

here's the sugar on the cream I have a Glock 19

yeah, it was a fun night.

*She leans her head against your shoulder again, her eyes drifting closed. She sighs softly and relaxes, enjoying the feeling of being close to you.*

*does not notice the speeding car heading right towards us until it's too late. Kit sees it first*