with the dawn

She debated about running as soon as his paws hit the grass by her little spring. She was like a little fawn, scared still and it worked to her advantage with her dull green cloak. When he finally caught sight of her there wasn’t any hiding anymore. Instantly she was at her dainty paws, joints bent and eyes near wild as she waited for him to act. To come after her, and claim her as property again. Someone was always out there looking for her, maybe this was finally her end.

He apologized and aimed to leave, and Rava wasn’t about to stop him. The last time she’d allowed herself to be lulled by a stranger she’d wound up in Jupiter’s possession. That night wouldn’t be quick to leave her memories. So she stood frozen, ready to make her own retreat if he was trying to fake her out. Though deep down she knew that she should have been more like the desert animals she lived with now. Fleeing at every uncertainty because it was better to be safe than sorry.