She's habitually paradoxical, a parallel perpendicular;
The fae woman proceeded without much caution or truly take note to that menacing warning growl that reached her ears. She was regaining her breath after such a fevered sprint, racing against time to save a creature whose fate was already doomed. It still made her feel quite guilty, wondering if she left immediately after the animal's cry that maybe she could have saved the poor sweet bunny from the path he had already endured. At least he didn't suffer for long, perhaps that was the only solace that the woman could offer herself. Those lethal razor-sharp teeth bared at her hardly scared her, human's scared her, hunters scared her. Animals, big or small felt far less intimidating, even though this one here had every capability to do some damage even though the tawny creature seemed quite cute. She could hardly help the chiding that left her lips, based only by her own disappointment of not being quicker on her feet.
Her silvery eyes did take in the gore from that kill, she couldn't help but gawk at it looked red, stringy wet, and gross. She hated it, hated the blood, hated the pain he had went through. She hated how life could be so cruel and cold. Iliana knew all too well how harsh life could be, knew all too well the harmful way of mankind. Her father was an early testament to that and the ruthlessness of her kind. However, she could at least understand the nature of things out in the wild. She couldn't truly blame him for eating that rabbit, this strange looking dog was only trying to survive. But for poor sweet Iliana, it was hardly in her nature to harm another or to eat another's flesh that once possessed a soul. Her eyes darted from that thick crimson blood mixed with saliva to the scant remains. Gross. She needed to look at something else, so she caught a glimpse of his eyes. Those eyes hardly seemed that of an animal, they seemed to take on such an ethereal glow she could hardly help but stare. Her own were forged of silver, it seemed to glint like someone melted that precious metal and poured that liquid silver of varied shades within her irises. It seemed to reflect the slight light that caressed her face. His eyes seemed to glow like they were on fire, a fierce raging orange like the autumn setting sun! As though they were created in a burning forge and placed within his eyes. How unique. How she would have loved to have a gemstone that resembled those eyes.
Her words however, seemed to draw forth some lucidity within the canine as he dropped that rabbit corpse, or whatever remained of it so suddenly. It made a wet thudding sound even though the soft decay of the forest floor padded its fall. She wrinkled her nose at the view of it, and it caused a shudder down her spine. She felt those words, heard the snide remark within in them. So sarcastic! So much like her grumpy mister crow who seemed to insist he was raven. "I know you're hungry.. he called for help, he called to me." She sighed, knowing that there was a real possibility she could have saved it. She liked saving her forest friends and she knew that not all of them made it, but she would try. Perhaps she would always try. She knew she would leave a gemstone or wild flower for that little soul that had already left this realm.
The canine then flashed those impressive teeth once more and perhaps she should have been fearful but she wasn't. In truth she didn't even pick up in was a warning at all, only that he was smiling at her. Maybe he wasn't such a mongrel out to slaughter all her friends. Then again she could always see the goodness in creatures. She pondered briefly before she fell to her knees with a graceful movement to place her bag before her. "You know what strange puppy dog? You have a very nice smile. You have the whitest teeth of all the forest." She admitted warmly. Despite her intermittent sadness she beams at him because wasn't he also a woodland creature? If only the dainty little fae knew that there was a man that lurked beneath that fur and teeth.
The blonde fae rummaged through her things to pull out a carrot, a peace offering. Reaching out she offers the carrot expectantly. He said he was bad at eating his vegetables. "You should start, you might not feel so hungry all the time." She peered at his dainty face, he really had a sweet face and his ears were oversized much like hers. He didn't seem much bigger than a dog. She was just burning with questions, wanting to know what kind of animal he was. She hadn't seen a creature like him before, she had seen all kinds of wolves and coyotes, even some mischievous fox. But nothing like him.
That was when he started to change, right before her very eyes and it looked so painful she nearly winced. She could barely believe her own eyes. She peered down at the carrot as though it had magical powers. Was it the carrot that changed him into a man? Oh, she had not anticipated that, not at all. She stared wide eyed, finding herself unable to move or able to look away. Was she supposed to look away? She nearly dropped her carrot, horrified at what she thought she had done, instead she remained frozen in place. That was the most unusual thing she had seen, his eyes seemed to darken into a warm chocolate brown. His half naked body exposed and his face had the same mischievous look to it as the dog. She could hardly believe her eyes. "Ouch, you okay? Did I...? Did I turn you human? With a..... carrot?" She brought a hand to her mouth and gasped in ultimate disbelief. She felt ridiculously bad in that moment. "I'm so sorry!" Hey wait a minute, it took a second but her mind started to catch up.
She didn't dare move a muscle as she gaped at him, okay, he may have been a bit scarier in this form. Wasn't he cold? He hardly had a stitch of clothes on save for a pair of boxers, but it didn't leave a single thing left to the imagination. He then moved toward her without a hint of modesty, plucking the carrot from her outstretched hand. She was in shock! She blinked, once twice, a few more times as the man's voice rang out before snapping off a piece of that orange morsel, it made a loud snapping sound that resonated in the forest. She gaped at him even as he quipped about forming new habits. She stood up, closing the strings on her bag and slinging it over her shoulder, he better not get any ideas of stealing her bag of things. She patted down the pale fabric of her dress, removing the loose debris from the forest floor. Her eyes darted around her, then back to the man, her eyes taking in his bare chest. She felt her cheeks heat up in a fierce blush. She took a step back, not entirely sure what to make of this. He seemed comfortable in this skin, so maybe it hadn't been the mysterious carrots fault or hers. At least she felt relief that she didn't destroy that poor pup's world over eating a rabbit.
"You really should try it, they are really so good. Way better than blood and guts and they won't hurt your tummy. My name isn't carrot lady, just Iliana." She happily chitters are him, wrinkling her nose in distaste at being called carrot lady. She tipped her head to the side, observing him. "What exactly are you?" She blurted out. He was a trickster, that's for sure, he had her fooled. That tricky, tricky human pup man. She was considering that he could have escaped from somewhere, like the zoo or someone's pet, that was until her turned all naked and human. Could you imagine if she brought him home with her?? It wasn't often that she caught a shifter red handed. In fact, it only happened once, but it made sense because she was a panda, but their mutual love for snacks seemed to make it perfection.
He was also a man and a partially naked one at that and he just ate a rabbit. "Umm.. Marcelo? Are you aware you aren't wearing any clothes?" She didn't want to embarrass him but he must have felt the draft. She didn't pack anything for him to wear, only fruits and veggies and some bandages and a few stones she had found that day. She couldn't help that flush again, this had to be the oddest thing that had ever happened.
barefoot in nightgowns, that's how she dances in the rain;