08-20-2018, 12:38 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 540px; min-height: 9px; font-family:timesnewroman; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]"A job well done, sire." Esklav complimented the strong arm, tipping his head as he leaned slightly to the side to inspect what he had brought. More than enough, it seemed ― Esklav had not expected nothing less from the troublesome feline. His respect aside, it did nothing to remove the slight... resentment for the male, successful or not, even if it confused him enough to not act on it impulsively. He played with the distaste, more like. "No need to fuss. A good dusting could get rid of what is not to be desired." Esklav said to Melantha, smiling obliviously. Their dislike for each other was not subtle, but he would go on pretending he didn't notice. It would not be good to get caught into it. No, not at all.