Second Chances
03-02-2016, 10:58 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-02-2016, 11:13 AM by Jakart.)
Callisto returned his greeting with a short quip on his productiveness, a fact that made the grey male stand a little straight as his cheek came away from hers. And as Callisto mentioned the schedule of their departure he would simply nod. The land bridge had emerged. It had been strange, really, when they had first come across the sunken strip of land that he never really felt worry for his siblings despite no means to return to them for almost two season. Between the pair they had been through a lot since then, and a rekindled relationship was what they now shared when returning to the mainland in few days. Jakart's mismatched eyes stared into the pale blue eyes of his lover as she inquired as to what she should expect in the Fjord. There was a pause as the male thought for a moment and tried to recall the details of the territory he hadn't fully seen in almost three years."There... there are two steep cliffs covered in switchbacks and game trails," He began as memories were chased down and scoured for any outstanding details."and a river runs between them. Just a quick swim to get across." There were a few places where they could jump over rocks, however he wouldn't know if the partially submerged boulders had shifted at all with the flood of debris he imaged had swept down the fjord and carried everything away. _________________ Watching the pair of wolves from the bush the grey one had dragged the deer through the serval eyed his prize. Not the deer, no. He would make the wolf hunt him a new one as repayment for interrupting his hunt of the small doe. But the female in the tree, that was a good hunt. A chance to impress after a life of loneliness and being so goddamn handsome with his slight ego. It had been difficult to find any females when the lands filled with wolves. Narcissus prowled off to the base of the tree out of sight from the wolves, tail flicking as he sprung up with his powerful haunches. And slipped on a pinecone. Perhaps the weight of his ego kept him from getting much distance covered even with the pointy and rolly obstacle but he returned unsuccessfully to the forest floor with a thump. Miffed that he had grown weak with the lack of deer that someone stole and deciding on the easier route Narc's claws extended as he shimmied up the side of the tree with determination. If you fail once, try something different. Even if it meant not taking a step to the side and watching your footing before leaping. The prize never went anywhere quickly. Ear laying flat against his skull the serval quickly poked his head up in front of the black fema- Narcissus looked off to the other side of the tree branches, just seeing the tip the cats tail flickering. With a seething grunt he shifted and wished that the feline hadn't moved, hind legs flailing to bring himself up to his current branch. Powerful limbs brought the savannah cat up on the tree limb as he stood to walk over to her. Stealthily moving over to the other cats position, eyes fixed on the other feline and only stepping on a twig or three, Narcissus cleared his throat and spoke his rehearsed greeting. "Hi." He rumbled on the edge of a purr. The wolves were completely forgotten along with the stolen deer he could've easily made off with, eyes fixed upon the dark beauty before him. |