This Is Your Doing
01-02-2015, 08:19 PM
It seemed like an eternity had passed since he had last seen Ekko. She had hidden herself away and refused to be seen. He wouldn't press her, allowing her work out whatever was happening on her own. But when her timid voice rang out, he all but sprinted to her side. Russet legs stretched as far as they could go simply so he could be beside her sooner. Paws thundered against the ground, his lungs sucking in oxygen. His verdant gaze sought out her tiny form, and when he did find her, he was momently horrified, and then confused.
She was bundled up, her face hidden by her paws, though she was unharmed. Relief would seep through his veins, alarm settling. Nostrils quivered, the scent of her heat was gone, but something was different about her. Was this her normal smell perhaps? He had not known her before her season so he had nothing to compare it too, nor did he know the smell of pregnancy. Rushing to her side, he would flop down beside her, or try to at least, he was completely obvious to the storm he had run head on into. I've missed you. He would murmur, aiming to press his nose to the tender spot just behind her ear. |