You made my heart melt yet I'm cold to the core
Raw emotion rolled off the silvery shadow. The image of her brother defending that little bitch was burned in her mind. She had left the woods, Cena at her heels and never stopped or looked back, even as she heard the muted thud of her brother collapsing from blood loss. Lips curled back in a snarl. Paws slowly stopped, pressing into the earth as her claws flexed. She was surprised to see that Cena had kept up, but the poor feline looked exhausted. Both women dropped their haunches to the earth, jaws parted to reveal a pink tongue and ivory fangs in a pant. Coral gaze cast down at the small cat, thinking back to the day she had first encountered Cena. She had been napping, waking to see big blue eyes staring down at her. Immediately Cat had tried to chase her off, but that earned her a scratch to her nose and fiery retort from the feline. She was barely out of her kitten age, still innocent to the world, and the pesky feline had picked a cold hearted murder as her friend. ?Don?t look at me like that.? Came a sharp demand from the feline. A soft bark of laughter rolled off Cat?s tongue, she would never understand was Cena was so drawn to her, neither of them could explain it. So rather the oddly matched pair just came to terms with the fact that they enjoyed each other?s company.
Finally taking a moment to look around her, it became apparent that they had traveled farther north than expected. It was spring, the weather was still nice, but it cooler here. The salty air played with her pelt, pulling her to her paws and closer to the out of site waters. But she didn?t find the ocean. Instead she found an object, cemented in its place, nestled against the land. Brows furrowed as she got closer. The ground was frozen solid. There was the smell of rotting wood. She had never seen a ship before. Didn?t even know what it was. Climbing aboard, the wood felt strange against her paws. She ignored the sounds of Cena?s claws scratching at it, clearly as confused as Cat was. She left her counterpart, further her exploration of the frozen vessel. Below deck it darkened, her eyes needing a moment to adjust. The air was stagnant, allowing the scents of previous animals linger. Long forgotten was her brother, his terrible injuries, and the bitch who found him, hanging a death warrant over her head. She was alone and could allow her curiosity flow freely, she didn?t care if Cena saw her true feelings. Two toned plume swayed idly at her hocks, audits twitching, listening for Cena as she traveled deeper into the belly of the vessel.
It didn?t take long for her to grow bored and return to the deck, the sun warming the frozen wood. Dropping her impressive frame down, she stretched out, allowing the sun to warm her, it wasn?t that bad of a day out, her thick pelt protecting her from any chill. Cena had already found her spot, higher up undoubtedly, enjoying her own cat nap. It was quiet, enjoyable. She allowed the tension to roll away from her body, pushing her emotions down with a sigh as lids fluttered close. And it was all gone just like that. Cena's venomous hiss breaking her silence. A growl rumbled in her throat, lids snapping open, pushing herself to her paws in a fluid movement. Eyes first sought out Cena, trying to find the small spotted feline against dark wood was a task. But one thing was certain. They weren't alone anymore.
"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"