A length of string dangled from her fist with the remains of a stuffed fish at the end, but she and Dante had both grown bored with the toy. He was a few yards away, play-stalking a butterfly (though not doing too great a job of it). Dazadi was trying to keep an eye on him while, well, pretty much stare at nothing, actually.
In the months since she's inherited the tiger cub, he'd grown a little bit and wasn't nearly so helpless. He still slept a lot, which could only be good news all things considered, but he liked to play and Dazadi found she enjoyed their games as well - though not the mess he made when he mistook things, like cushions, as toys.
He was good for her, forcing her to leave the apartment to make sure he got fresh air and the opportunity to play like he needed to. A couple of times, he'd gone for Comet or Fawn like he would his mother if she were around. It was his instinct, training himself to be a predator, but it was causing tension. They were natural rivals and Daz couldn't figure out why Xanth would put a tiger in an apartment with canines. Asking for trouble, that. She wouldn't mind so much, except Dante was still too small to stand a chance against Piper's mutt...
Glancing around, Daz frowned as Dante pounced at his butterfly and missed. Standing up on the outcropping, she tucked their fishy toy into her pocket - which Dante no longer fit into, unfortunately - and jumped, her knees bending slightly as she landed in the dirt six or seven feet below the rocks. She paused to shake off the leaf that had caught in a silver buckle, scowling at the dirt on her gorgeous boots. Her attention was dragged back by Dante's mewling. "Hey, brat, don't you run off too far."
She was aware, of course, that the tiger probably couldn't understand a word she said, but that didn't stop her from talking to him. And, feeling quite lazy today, she wasn't up for chasing him down the mountain as she'd had to before when his "prey" led him on a merry goose chase.
Still, she followed after him like a loyal puppy, not completely conscious of what she was doing.
[d=black]((OOC:[/d] GM of Comet and Fawn with permission from Piper.[d=black]))[/d]