Stress Reliever
10-09-2013, 12:51 AM
She was definitely pleased. If she didn't show it in how she gingerly pranced back towards Taurig, then it would be noted in her eyes. As she approached her King, her leaf green gaze showed a bit of the light that rarely shined in her soul. Maija was always happy whenever a hunt went right. She enjoyed the chase, the energy that was used in her muscles as she pushed herself, and the end of it all when she was able to catch her food. After a successful run and playful banter with her prey, a refreshed feeling would sweep over the golden-furred female. Maybe it was the sense of being powerful enough to take a life or simply the fact that she was independent in regards to catching her own food. Both made her think of how strong she was as a hunter, and in turn, she felt more sure of herself as a person. The twinkle that rarely showed itself in her eyes revealed in front of Taurig, like a dancer that wanted to tease a man at his bachelor party. It wasn't intentional, but Maija couldn't help it. From being wrapped up in the hype of it all, she let herself show the part of her that only Dragomir had been lucky enough to see. As she thought about the large male that had stolen her heart - it was a miracle, to be sure - she felt the giddiness fade from the superb catch of her breakfast. Seriousness began to sweep across her and she cleared her throat behind the mouth full of rabbit fur. Maija chomped down on the rabbit, making it a more secure grip before she faced Taurig and then turned away from him. Looking over her shoulder after a few steps, she inclined her head for him to follow her. If he did or not, that would be his choice...but, she really wouldn't mind it if he joined her for an early morning scrounge. Her paws carried her slender form across the valley that seemed to stretch from where they stood. She was leading them to a place that she hadn't been to in awhile, and thought that maybe it was time to go back. It probably wasn't a big deal to others, but she preferred its solitude. A place where two trees the branches hung over a stream - now frozen - was where she led him. The quietness that seemed to spread over the place was enough to make her content. She lowered her food to the ground and looked over at Taurig once more. "It's not much, but to me, it is enough." She silently wondered what he would think of the place, and began to think of why she seemed to care about his opinion. speech here |