Feline jade eyes squinted past the leafy foliage blocking her view of the working elf. Deftly and with much practise taught her, she squelched the giggle bubbling up her lips. It never got past her lips. Good thing for she didn't want to alert her pray. Ever watchful, her eyes never left the man's pale muscled back. The trick was to wait until her uncle least was prepared for her, something that her foster father had taught her growing up. One lock of pure gold escaped her strict braid, flowing irritable into her silverish face.

Ayay's race was evident. One look into her face, one could never discredit those slitted pupil eyes or the cat-like ways about her. Not that it overly mattered to her. Ainsling and Ralemar both had adopted her as their own, raising her the best that they could. Like now? She was pestering her Uncle Serpent like her foster father had taught her.

Different than many were-felines out there. Ayay's skin when in human form or between was a polished silver shade. Her long hair molten gold to contrast the unique coloring. Jade eyes complimented the deal. Lean but muscled. In cat-form, her furr was a mix of silver and gold. Sleek and beautiful as her father often told her.

'Now,' her mind screamed, prompting her body into action. Free from the brush she sprung, her lean body in flight as it headed towards the elf-male's back. Inniate, her claws extracted, helping her cling to her uncle's body. Serpent's form lurched from the impact of his neice's body. Stunned clear to the bone, he could never tell when she was around. "Gotcha Unkie," she gloated, feeling the rock hard muscle beneath her form.

Ayay's fine furred form warmed his sweaty flesh causing Serpent to laugh out right. The girl was unpredicatable like her foster father. She was by far different than Ainsling that he'd give her. Finally disengaging the woman from his back, wincing when he noticed her claw marks in his pale flesh, laughing lavenders looked closely at the woman before him. Clad in somber colors that only enhanced her metallic shine, the fine beige halter top hugged her bosom becomingly, giving faint glimpses of her attributes. Her breeches specially made, molded the muscled contours of her legs. They rode low on her hips to allow her tail freedom as it switched behind her. Nope, none could deny that she was a lovely creation. "I see that you've been up to your father's mischief again," he teasingly chastized the girl.

"Yup," she quipped quick enough, shoving her hands behind her backside for that innocent pose.

Serpent laughed again; He had finally settled into life at camp. Nautinog was helping him melt his serious nature. "Ayay," he warned the girl, wagging his pointer finger towards her with a smile. "You are not as innocent as you claim to be."

Ayay grinned again. Her eyes sparkled with that impish nature as she wrinkled her nose at him. "Yeah I am Unkie.. You just don't know what innocense looks like."