Gedeon snarled a bit as Awurin escaped him - but truth be told, he was up for a little chase, a thrill. He laughed in Awurin’s face, smirking at the little gilded lily. “So you’re clever as well as pretty, eh, girlie? I see you know your tribrids. And you do seem very intimidated.” He crept closer, eyes sparkling. Gedeon was so excited at the thought of breaking this spunky teen in that he could barely keep himself back.
She pounced, striking swiftly at Gedeon’s side; the Nightmare knocked Awurin’s claws away. He brought a paw down hard on the girl’s head, claws unsheathing. He felt one nick Awurin’s skin as he made to climb on top of her; he had her pinned, unless she somehow managed to utilize an extremely clever, swift move he wasn’t prepared for . . . that was unlikely to happen. He smirked down at the little lily with a crown. “With that crown you could be a princess. Are you sure you aren’t a little lost princess?”

“Stuck in their homes they go nowhere!”