Stubborn Creatures

*Callisto* · 09-28-2015, 09:21 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

She was torn, indecisive whether she wanted to retreat back into her den - a small, confined space that she would be cornered in if worst came to worst - or dart off into the Gulley - that Jakart likely knew better than she did. Either way, Callisto felt cornered, not so much by anything Jak had done but by her own fears, fears that she could not shake no matter what she did. She hated feeling this way, hated feeling so cowardly that all she wanted to do was run and hide and keep everyone at a distance.

It helped nothing to see the worry and anxiety written so clearly across Jak's face, looking hurt and fearful as his ears folded and tailed tucked and he too began to retreat away from her. Not a word was said as he turned tail and ran, leaving her staring, confused and uncertain, outside of her den. She stayed there a moment, contemplating what had just happened, feeling dissatisfied with the whole chain of events. Scaring him off had not been her intention, even if she had been thinking to herself that she was uncomfortable in his presence, but neither could she say exactly what could have made things better. It was just, over all, another bad situation.

With a heavy sigh, she hung her head, staring around her in the quiet now offered with her company gone. She no longer felt fearful but her discomfort remained, making her long for a way to make it go away. With nothing else to turn to currently, she turned and retreated back into the dim interior of her den - casting a careful glance over her shoulder as she did - and tried to put her mind back to work organizing the contents of her herb cache.

-End thread-

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