A Strange Type Of Chemistry

Annette would blush underneath her fur as her blind eyes seemed to look into his own. She was not sure if she was looking into his eyes, but she would give a friendly smile. However, what shocked her was that the brute had bumped his nose with hers. Was that the cue for her to get off of him, or was it that he had attempted to kiss her? The woman was so confused for she was not sure what to think since she couldn't even see the man in front of her. Oh, how she wished she was more careful and that she could see again. A feeling of sadness came over her as she got off of him and sat down, head hung low slightly, tail wrapped around her bodice.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but ever since I became blind, I haven't been myself recently," she explained, her head still hanging low in sadness. The damn lion blinded her, and it angered her deeply that she could no longer see her family's faces, their smiles, their happiness...As well as the various plants and animals. She felt useless and unable to do anything right. If only she ran when she had a chance... She gave a small whimper and closed her eyes tightly, fighting back tears.