Unexpected Friendship

N/A · 04-15-2013, 04:48 PM

The earth would seem to spin as the fear of the expected crept along the contours of her spine, freezing the gilded woman in place without any intake on moving her glued soles. She was afraid, the lucid pheromone wafted from her being like an obvious locator to her oppressor. There was a roar that ended in a contempt --a groan almost -- the language so feral and angry the petite lupine refused to leave the coverage of her shrubbery. And then another sound, feet pushing off the earth and another roar. Blood pounded in her eardrums in tandem with her fleeting heart, she had done it, managed to be alone and get herself killed. How wonderful. With a burst of hard pent up courage (mostly fear) she crawled from her safety to slowly and delicately pad within view.

?F-f-forgive me? she stammered over quiet words that trembled on her lips. She had never seen a creature so powerful and large, and naturally, it frightened her. Amethyst eyes found themselves glazed over in horror as she watched the beast pull and tug the flesh from the deer's body like one would a berry from its stem -- effortless. The young lady could not resist the shaking in her legs accompanied by the convulsion of her body. Her fox-like ears fell atop her crown, her silver and white tail nearly consumed between her thighs. But she persevered, taking the chances of mercy with this bear as opposed to being killed instantly upon her hidden revenue.

?Naomi Tenbrook, miss. That is what I am called,? the cherub murmured; gaze pivoting from jaws of the larger animal and longingly at the wonderful deer at her paws. ?p-p-please miss, I followed you from the delicious scent of your meal, I thought you of my kind. I mean you no dishonor when I ask -- would you hold pity on those lesser and unfortunate then yourself? I have been without food for so long, I haven't the slightest clue as of late when I last enjoyed a meal...? she felt awful becoming the beggar and depending on someone other then herself as a provider. A gentle grin graced her features, "I am guilty of not training for what I should have. I am not much, nothing nearly as big and strong as my brethren." and she was right, it was hard being on the smaller side, taller animals would not understand.

Naomi stood quietly; patiently awaiting her company's descision and praying that the she-bear have mercy for the meek and bless her with a stomach full of meat and a chance to happily rest.

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