poisoned hearts
Spider had been lonely without Hannibal, and felt lonelier still in Abaven where he seemed to have earned everyone’s indifference. They were all far too concerned with the sudden influx of children, and the threat of slavers, and the potential rise of a threat, he had simply slipped through the craks. He suspected Shaye had simply gotten bored of him, or had been driven too far away from him by what Rhyme had most likely told her.
When Hannibal called for him however his mood instantly lifted. It had felt like so long since he had seen the male he began to worry that he had simply gotten his hopes up and could add the beautiful phantasm to an ever growing list of those who had abandoned him.
He raced from the border with no concern for who saw him and with no intention of casting doubt that he was answering his lover’s call. In some way he wanted Shaye to know that she wasn’t the only one to cast someone as insignificant. He had a lover, and he no longer needed to care what she thought of him.
He greeted Hannibal with his usual joyful amble and moved to press his head against his throat in a loving caress. “I was afraid you had forgotten about me.” He muttered huskily, his tail waving in a wide, euphoric arch as he lifted his head to kiss the man’s chin.
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