Look Who The Cat Dragged In
11-25-2017, 04:41 AM
She had come in these wood because she had smelled something she knew. Iskra. She was somewhere here. Though there was other scents. Scents she didn't yet know. Did she care to know? She didn't know. She was moving through the woods as quietly as possible unaware that she was on the menu today for someone. Her glow that normally made her feel safe had made her a beacon for a predator unseen to her. She padded on, determined to find Iskra. They had been separated for a little bit but she still saw her as her adoptive mother, her only way to survive. Ily had likely died in the dark, alone, but she had been loved. Arwen kept moving towards the scent. The a pause as something moved and a snap caused her to look. The shadow caused her to tense. Then the eyes glowing in the darkness, it was a monster. She was quick to act, bolting towards where iskras scent had carried from. She was like a loud thudding buffalo at this point. She was being chased but to her the thing chasing her was a huge monstrous beast. It lurked in the shadows. She was quick though. And soon she was bursting out into the light. Barreling straight towards iskra"s legs. She could see safety now. And then she was tumbling, rith between iskra and the male. Bur just as quickly she was back up and looking back to the woods. It had chased her here and she could see its eyes. She aimed to press her smaller form into Iskra's larger one. Her heart was pounding and she was panting. She hoped the thing would stay there and the hiss from it sent her ears back. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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