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Gracefully trotting along the edge of a river, Azizi bobbed his tail back and forth. He was in a fairly good mood today, not having any of the bloodlust he was suffering from just days before. It was a craving he got every so often, and it was usually taken out on some poor creature that decided to have the wrong kind of attitude at the wrong time.

His multi-colored eyes lifted from their lowered position, looking up near the clouds. The white and fluffy nature of the clouds reminded him of someone he had met, and it made him stare at them even more. He just adored everything about that other creature, and it was quite......disturbing.

Continuing on his walk, Azizi mumbled short phrases to himself, his mouth dripping with a foreign language. He wasn't focused on anything at all, but was lost in his own world, nonetheless. He hadn't determined whether he wanted to seek some sort of company or not, and that would be the one desire that would fuel his actions for the day.

Usually, encounters with others didn't go so well; they were either in a pissy mood, or he was in a pissy mood, and it never ended well. If he didn't love his own pelt so much he would've skinned his last victim and paraded it around like a cape. But he didn't.

His mind continued to drown itself in thought, and he almost slipped and fell into the river he paralleled, briefly snapping him out of his trance long enough to notice that there was another cheetah close to him.

"Bonjour, madmoiselle." Azizi's bi-colored eyes flicked up to look at her eyes. His prescence was strong and powerful, and it had an eerily dangerous tint to it. It was how he was, he couldn't help it. Maybe that was the reason why so few approached him.

He stopped, letting the female approach him. His front legs were tightly retained, placed right up next to one another. The tip of his tail twitched lightly, and he analyzed the pale female the continued to approach hi. m.

"Hetal?" The first letter in her name was silent to Azizi; in his language, he couldn't even force the sound out. "Merci, mon cher." At this point, he wasn't making too much effort to make himself more understandable. His words had a certain implied meaning to them, so he didn't think to change them.

"You are very.....upfront, madmoiselle." He was carefully translating himself, but still couldn't change certain things about his speech. "My name, it is Azizi." He barely moved as he spoke; he simply watched her as she moved in closer.

"Drawn to me?" Azizi's deep voice was coated in a seductive tone; while his communication skills weren't the best, he had learned when someone was interested in him. Others were like moths to a flame to his being, even if they were frightened. Creatures were just drawn to the dark side, he supposed.

"Madmoiselle, you cannot.......wreck my day." He had slight difficult with words with w's, as they just felt so unnatural to the dark cheetah. "But, mon cher, did you have a plan after you had come up to me?" He almost laughed at the thought; so many creatures had approached him without thinking it through.

"Mon cher, you imply barbarous things." He held a sly smile on his maw; it wasn't always a bad thing. In fact, the difference between the females here and the ones back home was extrodinary. They seemed to be so upfront about things here, whereas back home they were coy, extremely ladylike, gently flaunting themselves for weeks until making a move.

"I suppose they are going well enough." It was true, he wasn't aggravated by the female, and she was stroking all the right parts of his ego right now.

"Am I, now?" Azizi knew well the ways of flattery, he just wasn't quite prepared for such a small female to use it outright. He smirked, though, as he couldn't possibly refuse such an invitation from a female.

"Even if I said you were keeping me, I don't think you'd let me go so easily." His eyes watched her closely; he knew what she wanted, and he wasn't in the refusing mood, so why not go along with it? It wouldn't hurt him in any way.