Where are you gonna go when I'm gone?

N/A · 09-24-2013, 10:06 PM

The boy didn't seem entirely convicted but she didn't care. He was alive and hers. She grew impatient waiting for his name, he seemed confuse by the question, as though it was an absurd thing to ask. Basilisk Saxe. Eyes darkened with pleasure. He seemed resigned to his fate, simply laying at her feet, waiting. Waiting for her next order. A twisted smile curled her lips. "Cataleya, or you may call me Cat." Eyes roamed his frame, pausing to examine his wounds. He was already larger than herself, he woul be a sizeable opponent one day.

"Come, you need to rest before we return to the mainland. I can't have my most prized possession dying on me." As she rose to her feet she dropped her face to his as the words 'prized possession' rolled off her tongue. Taking a step back she would wait for him to rise, she wouldn't wait long before an impatient growl rumbled in her throat. Wounded or not, there was no time for weakness. She needed him quick on his feet no matter his physical state.

The silver woman would turn, moving up the each to forest. She had no fear of him fleeing. Where would he go? She would catch him and remind him of his place. There was no hiding from her. Audits flipped back, listening for the sounds of his movements. "We'll find a place to sleep and then just his once I'll hunt dinner for us. She would turn her skull jut enough so he could hear her directions for the rest of the night. She needed him strong to make the swim back home.

Cat Talk, Cena Talk,

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