The Past Tastes Bittersweet
10-23-2014, 07:01 PM
Her senses remained on point, higher than usual due to her permanent paranoia. She was not familiar with Solstice's territories like she was with Arcanum's, making each step more unnerving than the next. Tenderly, she would place one paw in the other, weight evenly falling upon perfectly golden pads. Leaf-green eyes continued to remain open for any signs of something...or someone...that could potentially leap out and attack her. That was when it happened. She was only a quarter of a mile away when his scent rose in the breeze. Her eyes widened and she gave a sharp intake of breath. The atmosphere became colder, making her regained breath leave her body in thin, misty puffs. She remained frozen in place, body stiff as a board for the first few minutes. All of her senses screamed at her, telling her that it was just an illusion, just a figment of her imagination; JUST a mere paranoid thought come to life! Her chest slowly rose and fell, trying to keep hold of the rapidly beating heart. It couldn't be... Cezar slowly walked past her, tail twitching behind him as he looked in the direction she was. Maija may have thought it was an illusion, merely because of his scent, but the honey badger saw the man, alive and breathing. His little brow furrowed as he collected the information he could from such a distance. There wasn't much he could get, but what he did get was something Maija didn't want to hear. "Alive," Cezar stated as he retreated to Maija's right side. "Breathing, existent." His words made Maija's heart leap from her chest and fall to the ground. Her stomach fell as well and everything she knew that kept her grounded for all of those months -- her children, her new lover, her newfound home beneath Cat's wing -- fell away with her sense of reality. No...not again...Her body crumpled to the ground in a golden heap, moonlight shining down upon her beautiful form between two tall trees. For however long it was, her world went black. Cezar immediately turned to her and began to nudge her with his large front paws, squeaks coming from his closed lips for her to be aroused. He had never seen his mistress in this kind of state, surely it was all an act! Then again, Maija never played dead for anyone. Speech, |