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Fenris was fairly annoyed. He hadn't been out to attack anyone or annoy anyone. More than anything, it seemed others were annoying him of all people. It probably didn't help that he was tempermental, but that was besides the point. He wanted to go ruin someone's day. Maybe go push some young kits off a cliff, or roll them into thorny bushes. He was so annoyed at everyone.

Crimson colored pupils spotted the red kitsu with her purple orb. Oh, how fun this will be~ He would certainly hurt her now. He wanted to claw her across the face. That annoying little brat. She deserved it. He wanted to push her off a tree. Have her break some bones and whatnot.

His claws dragged across the dirt path as he made his way towards her. Claws across her face, yesss.

Of course he knew he was shiney. What kind of question was that to ask? And what the hell? He was not her friend, Fenny, Fen-Fens, BFF or whatever other names she came up with for them. He was Fenris, ok? His name didn't need anymore add ons or deductions to his name. Fenris was a badass name, ok? It was made of win and awesome. For goodness sake he was named after one of the baddest giant wolves of Norse Mythology. What could get better than that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

She spoke as if he couldn't defend himself. Whut? He had fingers, which no other species had except Anthros. But not only that, but he was massive. HUGE. He could make her fall off a cliff with just a gentle push of a finger. "No, of COURSE not. I can defend myself just fine. I can kick some bootie if I wanted to. I don't need your help, little brat. Why don't you go play with some dolls or play ball with kids your age?"

This brat was seriously getting on his nerves. She was so clingy! He hated clingy beings...well, he hated everyone, mostly. But that's not the point. The point was he didn't like her. Why did she even like him so much? He wanted to crush her with his powerful jaws. That would seem like something fun to do, right? She'd probably buy into it, too. It probably didn't help her to think he couldn't defend himself of all Kitsus. Gosh, he was a big, strong Trick! Seriously, his claws were practically the size of her face! Maybe a bit exagerated, but still.

"Well, ok..." He said aloud as the plan came to mind, "If you're the perfect playmate, too...Want to do me a favor? See, I was eating some spinach and some of it got stuck between my teeth. I can't see where it is, so I can't pick it out with my claws. Can you go inside my mouth a little bit to see where it is? It'd a really "perfect playmate" kind of thing to do, right? After all, you wouldn't want me to feel uncomfortable, right?" Ah, what a perfect plan. He was just waiting for her to buy it. He was so smart.

This was not what he asked for. Not at all. He didn't want her to go running off and finding him some twig. He wanted to devour her, to crush her in between his massive jaws. If he actually had spinich stuck between his teeth he would've picked it out himself with his claws. He was capable of that. Sometimes he wished she wasn't all that smart, then she would do whatever he asked her to. He liked those who just took orders from him, not run off and do something else.

Shaking his head lightly, he answered, "No, I think I got it out now. Thanks for the help anyway. In any case, you know I wouldn't hurt you, right? And you would be careful picking it out anyhow." He nodded with a smile upon his large maw.

This kid was so gullable, but not gullable enough for his tastes. If his mouth got "tired" all of a sudden he would let those teeth sink into her soft, plush-like body. He cared little for her well-being in truth. In fact, he would enjoy every crunch, every taste of her flesh. Man, it would taste delicious too, he bet. He never actually tasted Kitsu flesh before, but he always imagined so. He always imagined it tasting like the chicken he always ate for dinner. They tasted delicious. She was a young thing, too...tender meat all around, he bet.

He shook his head roughly, holding a palm up and shaking a finger, "Tsk, tsk. Of course I don't like flowers. Flowers are for girls. I'm not a girl now, am I? And stop calling me Fen, call me Fenris. That's my name, not any variation of it. You don't hear me calling you something ridiculous like 'Tee' or 'T.A.' or any variation in your name. It's only polite to address me by my real name, right?" He asked as kindly as he could manage.

Flowers were for girls! No self respecting guy would just get a bunch of flowers on their own and set it down in front of their dinning room table, would they? Not unless they had a woman in their life. He hated flowers with a passion. They were terrible. Such bright, obnoxious colors and that disgustingly sweet fragrance. Luckily, they were short-lived...at least most of them were.

She just didn't understand! He was proud of his given name. It was a suitable name for him. Named after the giant wolf who bit off a God's arm. Who else could work this name the way he does? No one, ok? No one. "How about I call you 'Pee' then? Would you like it if I called you that?" He interupted, obviously annoyed.

For being such a dumb, naive and slow kitsu her age, she caught on rather fast. But he wouldn't say...hate, necessarily. Just annoyed. Annoyed with everyone and anyone, mostly. Especially annoying brats who didn't call him by his full name. "Nonono," he answered sweetly, "I don't hate you. How could anyone hate you? You're such a lovely little one. I just get...annoyed sometimes. Especially when you don't call me by my full name." He smiled ever so sweetly and spoke in a Lion King Scar-like voice; sweet but with obvious hidden meanings deep inside.

Compared to him, she was small. Not tiny, but smaller than him. So he had the right to call her small, little, whatever. In any case, he didn't really care what she thought about him. He can think of her whatever he wanted, and he can damn well call her whatever he felt like at the time. So as long as he made up some lie about it later, she'd fall for it. Ah, childrens innocence. He loved it so.

"Yes, Fenris. Fenris would make me happy. Of course you'd want me to be happy, and I want you to be happy, too." He flashed a smile in disguise as a grin. In actuality, he didn't really care for her happiness. As long as she proved entertaining, he'd play with her for that much longer.

"I'm glad we agree on this. And since you call me Fenris, I'll call you by your given name: Tale. Ok? Good. Glad we got that squared away."