Aftermath

Walk | Talk | Think

He was so annoyingly sure of himself, refusing to even consider that he might have signed his life away to the boring task of fetching meals and finding shelters for a silent, poor excuse for company. Again Yin shook her head, disbelief mingling with surprise. Would he ever drop the pretense that he would be satisfied with such a life when it could very quickly become tiresome and cause him to regret it? "You say that now," she remarked somewhat irritably, realizing in that moment that there was another, incredibly important difference between this male and her brother: her brother had seen her at her worst.

Klypso left to get his own meal, and while he was gone she growled lowly to herself. Who was she kidding? Why had she even thought for a moment that he might prove her wrong? As soon as he saw the kind of person she was she was certain he would run, either to get away from what she was or what she could do. It was nothing for her to attack someone, to turn on them over even the simplest of things. He just had yet to see it, or to accept it.

He returned eventually with his own rabbit and began to eat it, and while he was busy Yin got to her feet and walked outside of the den, stretching and working out the stiffness that had settled in during the night. The wind rustled her pristine white coat, and her green and blue eyes adjusting slowly to the light. Once she stood comfortably she turned her gaze upon Klypso and asked, "Did you have anything planned today?"