through the looking glass
08-14-2013, 03:06 PM
Come now, that isn't really what you want to ask is it? The cat seemed to read her mind. Rina meekly shook her head. The feline slits of eyes seemed to look into her mind, reading her innermost thoughts. The question you mean to ask, is why haven't I killed you yet, Rina nodded. Her eyes widening as the cat linked her razor sharp fangs. Rina dared a glance to her paws, but found only , furry, fluffy ones. Not the deadly clawed ones she expected. Have you a reason why I shouldn't, pretty one? The leopardess rolled the syllables of her rough tongue. No there probably wasn't a reason for Rina to live, if she thought about it properly. Her parents were dead, her pack disbanded, who had she met her? Maybe two wolves, a leopard? No one would miss her, except herself. All Rina could say was, There isn't one, I suppose. She shrugged. Her pride was hurt. She would have thought that she had done something worthy in her now short life. How much longer did she have? Thought Speech Others |
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