White tiger mask --> Gold Lion with Giant Feathered Cheeks
They relax when the man backs off, grumbling as he laughs. "Don't laugh at me." It comes out more of a pout then a threat, against their wishes. They were a threatening being, dangerous. They were not about to stand at a party and be made a fool of. The only thing keeping them here was the free food.
Even with all of that though, the offer for a dance is shocking. For a moment, they scan the man warily. Dancing was like fighting, right? Had they ever danced with someone before? Curiosity won out and they hesitantly they held out a hand, "Fine. But no complaining when I step on your feet." They paused, "Or laughing if I trip and fall on my face." Both were equally likely.
They relax when the man backs off, grumbling as he laughs. "Don't laugh at me." It comes out more of a pout then a threat, against their wishes. They were a threatening being, dangerous. They were not about to stand at a party and be made a fool of. The only thing keeping them here was the free food.
Even with all of that though, the offer for a dance is shocking. For a moment, they scan the man warily. Dancing was like fighting, right? Had they ever danced with someone before? Curiosity won out and they hesitantly they held out a hand, "Fine. But no complaining when I step on your feet." They paused, "Or laughing if I trip and fall on my face." Both were equally likely.
