A Lion And A Lamb
08-11-2018, 09:56 PM
Serene's paw brushed against his cheek and for a moment he could think of nothing else but her feather light touch. His brain was sluggish as he tried to remember just what was wrong with the side of his face. Really, the more awake he became the more intoxicating he found her scent to be. Malleus was struggling to keep his thoughts from the sweet agony that had consumed them once already and could, if he gave himself over to it, consume them again. Her paw left his face and he was left feeling a bit hollow. Malleus frowned and forced himself to think about her question. What was it again? Oh, right. His scars. "I fought a mountain lion," he said simply. The details of the encounter were a bit foggy. The cat had moved so fast that he still didn't know just how it had managed to get him. He'd thought, in that moment, that he was safe. "I underestimated its abilities and paid for my naivety. You should have seen me," he said with a chuckle. "For nearly a week my head looked like a watermelon." "Come, the sooner we collect these herbs.." Malleus had thought that if he kept talking he could distract her and keep her from rising, but Serene had other ideas. He groaned peevishly. "The sooner we can find a den and finish our.... previous activities." His groan was cut off immediately. Without anymore protest he rolled to his paws. Malleus followed Serene's gaze, zoned in on the target, and then zipped passed her. In moments he had the entire horsetail plant (roots, dirt and all) in his jaws. He turned back to look at Serene and wordlessly quirked a brow. Plant harvested. Now all they needed was the ginseng. Malleus wanted nothing more than to spend more time with her and if she was going to withhold her affection until they were home, then by god, he was going to get them home in record time. |