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"I'm actually really nice, until you annoy me."
“Bartender. Bring me another one.”
“But ma’am. You have already had-“he found himself cut off as she waved a now empty glass up to his face, her lavender eyes sparkling through the glass. Rather than speak, Whisper gently tapped a claw on the glass. That was her “friendly” warning to him not to ask questions, but to just do his job.
Fair enough. Without another word, the bartender, a gruff bulldog looking to be in his late 30s, early 40s, immediately filled her glass up to the brim with a cold glass of 2 percent milk-
Yes, milk. What, do you expect her to drink anything else? She is part feline.
Wistfully swirling the glass in her hand, Whisper studied the milk, sniffing it before cautiously sipping on it. A small grin crossed her lips; she was content…for now. She nodded in approval at the bartender. He let out an audible sigh of relief, his composition relaxing as he nodded back at her. He then turned to return to the bar.
“Leave it.” She pointed at the remaining pitcher of milk. She watched as the bartender sat it on the table next to her, along with a plate of tea cakes, before hurrying off-
He wasn’t entirely sure why he was afraid of this woman. She never did anything, or rudely spoke to him. If anything, she was quite friendly towards him! She even made sure to tip him each time she came through. Yet something about her gave off an aura of...impending doom. As if he knew not to push her buttons.
As the bartender wiped down the bar area, he couldn’t help but steal a glance in the lyolf’s direction. She was quite gorgeous, dangerous or not, as her bushy, white tail swayed against the couch. She crossed her long, lean legs as she made herself comfortable against the plush couch. Occasionally, she would glance down at her phone as if she was waiting on something, or someone-
His fleeting thoughts were disrupted as a statuesque tigress walked into the room, holding a black leather briefcase at her side. He started to greet her, but she walked right past him- heading towards the wolfcat’s vicinity. Whisper, unphased by this creature, continued to sip on her drink, as her eyes met the tiger’s. The bartender was not sure whether he should be concerned by this meeting or not. Instead, he did the only thing he could think of…
He brought another glass of milk and presented it to Whisper’s guest, making sure to refresh the pitcher of milk for her as well before leaving them to it. He knew not to get involved.
Smart man. Just keep those drinks coming and don’t get involved…
A more “business” side to Whisper as she meets with a potential client outside of work hours-
Who is the mysterious tiger? It's probably better if you don't ask too many questions. Whisper is VERY strict in keeping her clients confidential for privacy reasons. We may or may not find out later~
(Last piece for the day- catching up on posting art since I am off work for the holidays, and have the time to devote to my girl once more).
A piece by re-sublimity-kun. I LOVE working with her! She always has a way of making Whisper look badass and sexy at the same time. Also, can we talk about that outfit Whisper is wearing? I think she might be seen wearing that outfit again in the future as it is a really cute look for her.
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"I'm actually really nice, until you annoy me."
“Bartender. Bring me another one.”
“But ma’am. You have already had-“he found himself cut off as she waved a now empty glass up to his face, her lavender eyes sparkling through the glass. Rather than speak, Whisper gently tapped a claw on the glass. That was her “friendly” warning to him not to ask questions, but to just do his job.
Fair enough. Without another word, the bartender, a gruff bulldog looking to be in his late 30s, early 40s, immediately filled her glass up to the brim with a cold glass of 2 percent milk-
Yes, milk. What, do you expect her to drink anything else? She is part feline.
Wistfully swirling the glass in her hand, Whisper studied the milk, sniffing it before cautiously sipping on it. A small grin crossed her lips; she was content…for now. She nodded in approval at the bartender. He let out an audible sigh of relief, his composition relaxing as he nodded back at her. He then turned to return to the bar.
“Leave it.” She pointed at the remaining pitcher of milk. She watched as the bartender sat it on the table next to her, along with a plate of tea cakes, before hurrying off-
He wasn’t entirely sure why he was afraid of this woman. She never did anything, or rudely spoke to him. If anything, she was quite friendly towards him! She even made sure to tip him each time she came through. Yet something about her gave off an aura of...impending doom. As if he knew not to push her buttons.
As the bartender wiped down the bar area, he couldn’t help but steal a glance in the lyolf’s direction. She was quite gorgeous, dangerous or not, as her bushy, white tail swayed against the couch. She crossed her long, lean legs as she made herself comfortable against the plush couch. Occasionally, she would glance down at her phone as if she was waiting on something, or someone-
His fleeting thoughts were disrupted as a statuesque tigress walked into the room, holding a black leather briefcase at her side. He started to greet her, but she walked right past him- heading towards the wolfcat’s vicinity. Whisper, unphased by this creature, continued to sip on her drink, as her eyes met the tiger’s. The bartender was not sure whether he should be concerned by this meeting or not. Instead, he did the only thing he could think of…
He brought another glass of milk and presented it to Whisper’s guest, making sure to refresh the pitcher of milk for her as well before leaving them to it. He knew not to get involved.
Smart man. Just keep those drinks coming and don’t get involved…
A more “business” side to Whisper as she meets with a potential client outside of work hours-
Who is the mysterious tiger? It's probably better if you don't ask too many questions. Whisper is VERY strict in keeping her clients confidential for privacy reasons. We may or may not find out later~
(Last piece for the day- catching up on posting art since I am off work for the holidays, and have the time to devote to my girl once more).
A piece by re-sublimity-kun. I LOVE working with her! She always has a way of making Whisper look badass and sexy at the same time. Also, can we talk about that outfit Whisper is wearing? I think she might be seen wearing that outfit again in the future as it is a really cute look for her.
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Whisper belongs to:
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