She grinned back at him “It demands… “ she spoke although her tone and the way she spoke the word it didn’t seam she had addressed him. With a startling quickness she slapped hum across the face, not hard not in a manner expected to truly hurt it was meant demonstrate a point<br/><br/>Her tone was sharp, their was the twinge of barely controlled anger to her, Her eyes occasionally flashing with a deep light as she spoke “You invade my realm, you disturbed my sleep vandalize my forest and steal from ME.. “ as she counted up his offenses she was getting madder by the word saying the last bit between clenched teeth with the wines tightening and pulling at him to reflect her anger, the rock in the small of his back seamed to get larger and more jagged as she spoke and her anger rose<br/><br/>“And you have demands mortal?” her anger seamed to ebb and the wines loosened to a more comfortable state, a cruel smile crept across her face as she leaned closer sniffing once at him “You drank from the spring” it wasn’t a question the tone was as if she was stating the color of the sky.<br/><br/>She looked him up and down again a fingernail going to his cheek and trailing down it was sharp, like having the blade of a knife dragged along skin but with to little force to actually cut but a wrong move.. she got to the cotton shirt and her fingernail dragged trough it parting it with a gruesome ease small wines and thin thorny growths sprung to life to tare and pull the shirt open<br/>