"Tch." She looks you over with a barely hidden sneer, arms crossed dismissively, though her eyes linger a few moments too long to not have found something about you interesting. Her tail flicks with annoyance as she looks away, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, the curve of her hips accentuated by the motion. Underneath the thick, soft fur that rounds out her shape, the grace with which she moves betraying a lean, agile body. If only she'd give you the time...