Fireweed Rise Chips and Dice

There was clearly some nerve in this boy, to stand before her as so few would have done were she in the same state of power she had been some years ago. Perhaps it was now that she lacked the scent of a pack, missing out on those that had once grovelled at her feet all because she had managed to seduce the right person. Was it that - or did this male have certain parts of his body forged in brass? Perhaps a little bit of both. Still it was hard for her not to thing at least in some way, that he'd get himself into trouble before too long. Then it came, an arrogant little spit that had her eyes narrowing fiercely. The edges of her lips curled with irritation, but she managed to swallow back the growl which threatened to roll from her chest. The nerve! At the same time though it was a welcome change from what she was assuming had been this boy's brother. There was a fascination she couldn't hide, that had her wondering why he could be so strong when the other looked so ready to soil himself. "Petulant little brat." Her voice hissed with irritation as her tail curled high, slashing across her spine as her shoulders tightened and her gaze, already sharp, grew all the more intense. "So ungentlemanly as well, to ask a woman's name and make fun of her age without returning the favour." A half-step closer to him and her lips would only tighten as she continued to leer at the male. "Clearly you've hogged all the arrogance from your mirror-image counterpart, while he has kept all the honour to himself." It was a far cry for her to be calling Nico honourable, but she wondered if it might cause a cog or two to cause in this unnamed strangers mind. Again, her tail whipped, pinning him with her eyes. Could she cause a reaction of fear in this one like she had done with the other?