Molly's back stiffened into a complete military stance when he spoke, a voice she would have never acknowledged before, but now it sent a command that her body was willing to show it his due respect. His voice alone sent sensations to areas she sworn to ignore, and promised more to herself that none should go. Molly condemned her body for responding, and panicked to the point of humiliation when she feel to the floor in a massive pile of embarrassment.
Molly quickly started to act, using whatever amount of humility she had left to scramble around on the floor. As she attempted to grasp a
foot hole to make a resounding retort, she quickly deducted that a conversation arguing with gravity could yield more results. The man returned his penetrating focus once more on the microscope, and placing an apparent useless slide to the side as he viewed his next target. Aggravation started to build within her, burning away the cool exterior she wore to fool the world, till her eyebrows almost collided from tension and her knuckles turning white as she grounded her fist into the unforgiving floor of St. Barts.
He had no right to be here yet he was acting like she was in the way! She could easily see herself as the useless slide he easily turned away from. Suddenly driven by a deep rooted hatred for all marked, she proceeded to hurl herself off the floor with ever intent to scream at him. To bring him down to her level but when he turned a fixed gaze on her the anger left. It was as if his eyes spoke a language her body understood and spoke to her unlike anyone. Suddenly she felt as if she wasn't alone on an island looking on as a spectator, but she was receiving a transmission. She imagined she must have resembled a fish or another uninteresting animal trying to voice her opinion on the matter for he openly sneered at her and resumed his work.
'How could his spirit animal demand my attention and obedience from my body, and win it as if he was my alpha when I am unmarked?' Molly snapped out of her thoughts bewildered but the scientist in her stepped in like an alter ego and chose to begin with the scientific method.
Hypothesis: If I test his spirit animal than he should prove to be a high matriarch.
Observation: previous encounter with said male has led to the conclusion he is an alpha of a standing clan. Molly acted as if she was headed to her office but stopped
at the entrance to exam him further. Subject's shoulders are not tense though poster suggest he is aware of me behind him and could easily switch to defense stance to avoid attack. Curiously the subject does not appear to be releasing energy as an attempt to reach out to my spirit animal. He does not know the exact whereabouts of my being in the room due to the lack of energy from me.
Molly slammed her office door as an attempt to fool the younge man in her lab and
proceeded to stealthily move around him to test his senses. Subject appears to have hieghted sense of hearing, though it is undetermined at the time if the adjustment of the head to increase this sense is involuntary or voluntary. I have approached the target as close as I deem necessary and subject has finally relinquished his attention from the microscope and proceeded to sense the air. Unclear if he is successful but has not tensed in my presence.
Conclusion: His spirit animal is either of a canine or feline species, both clans being in high standing in the community. Rank is unclear but the lack of tension in the body suggests he does not view me as a likely threat indicating either Alpha or Beta status. The subject has produced enough evidence from his behavior to suggest he knows I am not a threat but unsure he knows of my condition.
Molly's body slightly stiffened in fear when her conclusion invaded her mind. Even if the test was short with a very short list of evidence given to her on the matter, for a lesser scientist to draw a conclusion so fast it would most likly be rejected from lack of evidence. Molly however was not a lesser scientist and her conclusions where always right. Even if she didn't have an exact clan or rank she knew he had standing and she knew he was testing her status. Panic took over her body and she slowly retreated from his person hoping to get out of the room without his knowledge but when a loud sigh of frustion rang through the room she nearly passed out from the lack of oxygen. Releasing the air from her lungs she failed to realize she was holding, she bent over in fits of coughing to regain oxygen in her body. When she finally lifted her gaze to meet his eyes that resembled an ocean threatening to take her deeper within its depths, within each wave, to each current she felt her body become lose. He regarded her for a moment in time that made Molly question his motive or attention, before his gaze switched on her to a commending look that she fought against it but to no avail. Gasping in shock, she realized he was an Alpha commanding attention. With a shot of electricity drown her spin making it uncomfortable for her to remain eye contact, she released a pained noise before relenting to his control. She moved quickly to his side waiting his next move. Molly wanted to curse and rebel, however, when she meet his gaze she rebelled at the idea and returned her viewing to the floor. Suddenly he smirked and slide the microscope he was closely studying to the edge of the table clossest to her and asked, "Can you tell me what this is?"