The End

Her chest heaves with efforts of breathing and she's trembling both from exhaustion and fear. Moments after she lands, standing over him, and realizes that they're very close. She imagines that their fur is touching but it really could just be the nerves. 'Don't do that to me again' he snaps at her and she flinches away from him, for the moment she's vulnerable- to shaken by her near death to snap a retort. She is staring down at him, but she isn't seeing him- rather she's lost in the fear, the trauma. She doesn't know what to say, what to do. She trembles, and lets herself feel that overwhelming panic for a moment.

What does she say to him? He saved her life the least she could do is thank him, but why did he save her if he seemed so angry? She doesn't realize that his words could be out of fear, and for a few moments she a vulnerable child again. Snap out of it, the mental command reverberates around her mind. Shaking her head slightly, she stares at him and says the only things she can think of, "Hi." The word is a hoarse whisper, but her violet eyes seek his green eyes. This is no smart ass statement, no retort to his apparent anger, no, it's the only word that her mind can form. Hi.