You're being rescued, please to not resist
Rava
07-26-2021, 06:03 PM
She was surprised when he did not chastise her for speaking up about her lost cloak. Maybe he really was telling the truth, maybe this really was a step towards her freedom. For only a moment she thought he might show his anger to her, the way his expression darkened towards her. Instead with determination in his voice, he asked her what it looked like. Her silver eyes went wide, showing the emotion beneath as her dark lips parted. ”Dark forest green, big enough to cover me.” She told him softly. Suddenly his pack was at her dainty paws and he was giving her a command to hide away until he returned to her. His words were almost more of a request than an order, and she felt and knew the difference. With a quick nod she agreed. Picked up the pack and went to hunker down in the woods until he found her again.
Who knew how long that would be. Maybe he wouldn’t come back, then what would she do? Try and find his mysterious husband to give him the bad news? Try and take what supplies he had and try not to get herself captured again? Throw herself off a cliff before they could? Those thoughts filled her mind as she curled into the leaf litter and hid her dark and red body in the dead leaves and ferns. She decided then that once evening fell, if he hadn’t found his way back, the poor man probably wouldn’t and she would be forced to make a decision.
She watched, Rava could just see through the woods, she couldn’t see the camp but that was for the better. Waiting breathlessly, knowing the world would end if she was found. Never would she have thought she would be waiting on a strange man to return to her. Not when she wasn’t tied. When he did return, sooner than even she anticipated, his white fur was stained red. That he was alive made her believe it was not nearly all his.
He didn’t see her, but he held her cloak victoriously and awaited her to return to him. Rava appeared from the foliage, her slender star splattered frame approached him cautiously. She felt herself become a little more brave before him. Her tail still clung to her belly between her legs, and her ears slicked to her head but she was standing in his presence, astounded he had done this for her.
Who knew how long that would be. Maybe he wouldn’t come back, then what would she do? Try and find his mysterious husband to give him the bad news? Try and take what supplies he had and try not to get herself captured again? Throw herself off a cliff before they could? Those thoughts filled her mind as she curled into the leaf litter and hid her dark and red body in the dead leaves and ferns. She decided then that once evening fell, if he hadn’t found his way back, the poor man probably wouldn’t and she would be forced to make a decision.
She watched, Rava could just see through the woods, she couldn’t see the camp but that was for the better. Waiting breathlessly, knowing the world would end if she was found. Never would she have thought she would be waiting on a strange man to return to her. Not when she wasn’t tied. When he did return, sooner than even she anticipated, his white fur was stained red. That he was alive made her believe it was not nearly all his.
He didn’t see her, but he held her cloak victoriously and awaited her to return to him. Rava appeared from the foliage, her slender star splattered frame approached him cautiously. She felt herself become a little more brave before him. Her tail still clung to her belly between her legs, and her ears slicked to her head but she was standing in his presence, astounded he had done this for her.