all a matter of perspective
08-12-2013, 07:08 PM
He couldn't do much as the she cat grabbed him, the movement shaking away a bit of his pain. Moving to an upright position seemed rather useful. She moved him unceremoniously to the back of her cavern, allowing him adequate water to drink. The cool water seemed to be exactly what he needed, as the liquid rolled down his parched throat he could feel the fog slip away from him. What was he doing in a cave with such a cat? He lifted his head to look at her once again, curiosity ablaze in his amber eyes. What did she want with him? She admitted to being the one to have knocked him out, but if she did not intend on eating him why had she done it? What's.. going on? his timid voice slipped from his dark lips. Speech, |
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