ardent

Because Of You



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08-02-2013, 08:17 AM
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Orica. Orica. Orica. He couldn't get her out of his head. He couldn't stop picturing her beautiful marbled face as she looked down on him, her twin sapphires saddened as she murmured his name. Oh Demyan... She could make his name sound like it belonged to someone good while at the same time making him feel like the most horrible monster in all of existence. This isn't how they were supposed to meet again; they weren't supposed to meet again. She was supposed to have gone back to her family and forgotten who he was, continued on living her innocent life as she had been before. He should've forgotten her too...but he had unconsciously kept the word he'd sworn to her that first morning together. And now they were here. Demyan in the cave, Orica doing what she did best; healing. Maybe she would be smarter this time and not try to find him, instead staying back with the smaller man until he was in better condition. Of course that was too much to ask.


The spotted feline before him said nothing, simply gazing at him with its large curious golden eyes. He could scent no fear from the cat, nor anything that would tell the hellion it was nervous in his presence. And why should it be? It was a fellow predator. Albeit a smaller one, but predator nonetheless. Cyan gems met topaz ones and the feline moved forward, going deeper into the cave, stopping several paces ahead, spotted haunches folding beneath it as it sat, ever observant of the large man. Demyan frowned at it, unable to understand the creature's want to be around him. He was a murderer. No creature in their right mind should want to be around him. Jaws unhinged, a question at the tip of his tongue when her voice stilled him. Demyan? She was here, calling out to him, searching for him. Nape craned over his right shoulder, cyan eyes immediately zeroing in on her two-toned figure. The words he'd been about to expel died on his lips and he remained silent, staring at the little creature before him, the organ in his chest wrenching painfully. Why did she torture him? The feline in front of him hissed, tail lashing severely behind him, alerting the young she-wolf to Demyan's presence. He flicked an ear back to the cat but otherwise paid it no mind, his full attention on Orica, waiting to see what she would do.





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