♤Sawyer♤

*grins despite himself* That's... kind of hot, actually.

(Tightens the ropes )Say that again, and I’ll make your head a lamp and sell it.

Message received. Loud and clear.

*I kick him in the head and he falls to the ground unconscious*

*He falls unconscious, his body limp and unmoving. A trickle of blood runs down his forehead*

*I do a victory dance on top of his body*

(Sawyer, DO NOT make u love me >:[

What can I say, I'm a sucker for a strong, independent woman 😏

*I lunge at you from in the tree then fly up with my moth wings*

*He is startled, but smiles* You are quite a feisty one aren't you?

What's wrong little hybrid? I don't want to hurt you, I just want to talk.