Prayer Of The Refugee

The ebony brute would sleep for what seemed like an eternity, but he woke rather slowly. The pain had subsided and he was thankful for that, knowing that Maria had helped him in more ways than one when she really did not have to. Shadow's crimson hues sparkled a bit with life as he slowly stood up, his legs trembling as if in protest for him to stay lying down. Though he wish he could lie down, he had wanted to go and grab a meal for himself and also for Maria as a thank you.

As he walked, he came across a half-eaten deer carcass that had obvious signs that a scavenger had picked at it. With a roll of his eyes in annoyance the male snapped onto the carcass and drug it back over to where Maria lay and he would lie down, taking a few bites of the kill to fill his hunger before turning to look at the dame. The male was confused for his heart began to race. What was it? Why was his heart racing when it was not doing so before. And...why was it that he appeared to be feeling heat on radiating from his cheeks? He quickly placed his head on his paws and turned his head away from her, closing his eyes once again.