*Instincts are funny things, and they certainly all that governs behaviour, even for a simple minded devolved creature. Lilah senses something familiar in this male who has her by the throat, and it stirs mixed responses. She's scared, she wants to flee, but she's also attracked to the man. His scent. His strength. His anger. His... physique.
Her legs kick and slide in the muck. She's tall and he hasn't lifted her enough her her to stand straight, but higher than she can use her knees to relieve the pressure on her throat. She chokes out a strangled grunt and rolls her eyes to appeal to the other male. He seems timid, but strong enough. Maybe he might be convinced to fight this male and she could slip away. Or maybe he could just put this male in his place. She wouldn't mind having the protection of two males. They could form a clan. Something stirs in her and prods her to want offspring.*
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Date: 2010-03-31 03:18 pm (UTC)Her legs kick and slide in the muck. She's tall and he hasn't lifted her enough her her to stand straight, but higher than she can use her knees to relieve the pressure on her throat. She chokes out a strangled grunt and rolls her eyes to appeal to the other male. He seems timid, but strong enough. Maybe he might be convinced to fight this male and she could slip away. Or maybe he could just put this male in his place. She wouldn't mind having the protection of two males. They could form a clan. Something stirs in her and prods her to want offspring.*