All That I'm Living For

Esperanza saw the entire fight, but when it was finished she was able to breathe again without having an anxiety attack. She looked to the dark colored brute and gave a thankful smile. He looked like her in a lot of ways, but he did have a few limitations. "Yeah, I guess you could say that, fella," she gave a small chuckle, "I'm not making fun of you, but my father spoke the way you did. And I kind of was able to speak it myself." She nodded truthfully and saw the wildcat's blood on the foliage underneath her.

"My name is Esperanza, and may I ask who you are?" She asked kindly as she lied down and placed her cranium upon her paws, ears erect yet showing her low ranked position. He did seem older than she, but she did like the way he spoke and looked. He kind of remembered her like her father. Kind, gentle, and had an accent that was the same as his.