[Killing Spree]

(ooc: Don't do it!! [img]tongue.gif[/img] Please! Spare them!! )
Moralae

Moralae glared up at you. "Too scrawny, eh? Well isn't that the pot calling the kettle black... Twiggy..."

With a determined glare, she then clamored nimbly up the base of the tree, easily weaving between branches until she reached the base of a limb just above yours. Padding softly across the thick extension, you, from your current position, couldn't even be quite sure of where in the tree she was.

It was soon apparent though, as she suddenly swung into view, her knees curled around the branch above, her face level with yours. "You know, it would be kind of embarassing if you fell out of this tree and broke your neck. I'd have to mock you cruelly." Her upside down face curled into a smirk, as the blood rushing to it brought a little color to her cheeks. "I mean, if you're gonna break something, you might as well do something exciting on the way down, right? Make it worth it?"

She then curled back up to her own branch, smirking down at you when she was securely seated. "So whaddya say, twigs? You wanna jump into that pond from oh... 10 feet up in the air? That should be fun, eh?" She grinned and added, "C'mon! Let's see what you're made of!" She then pleaded, "C'mon, we do this, and I'll do whatever the heck you want the rest of the night, okay? We can go write poetry or pick flowers... Or whatever it is you pretty boys do..."