From one to another
There had been an inkling, a very faint scent and yet so familiar it hurt. His sister had returned once more it seemed. The scent was tinted with the tang of blood and he couldn?t stop the concern that rose up in him. She did not deserve his sympathy and yet on the other hand he would kill anyone who had tried to hurt her. The irony of this thought was lost on the boy, he did not see his actions as hurtful, he loved her but he also had to make sure she was punished! He padded assuredly through what he thought of as his domain, ivory paws carrying him somewhere familiar. It had seemed a life time ago that he had found himself in this cavern, his mother leading them to what she would call their new home but that he knew would never be. Her scent was strongest here and as he stepped inside, violet eyes adjusting to the dark, he saw her. Jian, the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, stood before him. She had grown, filled out her form and it only made her all the more attractive to him. |
