Vixen_Mistress
Supernova
- Joined
- Nov 21, 2009
- Location
- Arizona
Hearing her she shook her head to the womanâs comment, âI am sorry to say that not many are as well behaved as myself in that shop, I was trained young and am much better mannered than most pets, lady,â She said softly as she looked up at her master sensing his tension behind the helmet. Arria was surprised at the womanâs move and the kiss on the helmet, making her a little confused, but she ignored it, not really minding the fact she had done so, knowing she didnât exactly favor men in that way, from what she could tell by her body language and the people she had around her.
Arria gave a soft whimper when picked up, something that brought her cheeks to redden, hating when something startled her since all that came out was a soft meow. She wanted to move, but from fear of getting hurt by the dragonâs tail she held still, but she had not expected her to begin petting her tail, and at that feeling her ears fell back as she bit her lip, trying not to let it bother her since it was just her tail and nothing more. But when she felt the dragonâs tail tighten around her small waist she brought her hands gently to her tail reminding her that she was there and her bones were very easy to break her hands gently touching the womanâs tail, in no way attracted to her since she had her master, but in a means to make sure she did not crush her. Her words gave Arria the chills and she looked up at Noir nervously, her ears folded back against her long red hair.
Arria had seen his movements and found them rather odd, similar to a step in a dance that the vixen who had previously owned her showed her before, but she shook it off and looked up at her master as he spoke to the woman and felt her tail still around her, his words rather calm, but frightening to her. As he reached down and scooped her into his arms she leaned her head into him calmly and brought her hand to his chest softly, but her bright eyes remained on the dragon as she nuzzled her head against his chest, happy to be back in his arms.
Arria gave a soft whimper when picked up, something that brought her cheeks to redden, hating when something startled her since all that came out was a soft meow. She wanted to move, but from fear of getting hurt by the dragonâs tail she held still, but she had not expected her to begin petting her tail, and at that feeling her ears fell back as she bit her lip, trying not to let it bother her since it was just her tail and nothing more. But when she felt the dragonâs tail tighten around her small waist she brought her hands gently to her tail reminding her that she was there and her bones were very easy to break her hands gently touching the womanâs tail, in no way attracted to her since she had her master, but in a means to make sure she did not crush her. Her words gave Arria the chills and she looked up at Noir nervously, her ears folded back against her long red hair.
Arria had seen his movements and found them rather odd, similar to a step in a dance that the vixen who had previously owned her showed her before, but she shook it off and looked up at her master as he spoke to the woman and felt her tail still around her, his words rather calm, but frightening to her. As he reached down and scooped her into his arms she leaned her head into him calmly and brought her hand to his chest softly, but her bright eyes remained on the dragon as she nuzzled her head against his chest, happy to be back in his arms.