Lover's Eyes
01-26-2015, 11:02 PM
Athena had felt a heavy sense of nervousness and unease the whole trip down here and the feeling only got worse as they neared the place that Amalia had said she had last seen her mother. It didn't help that the heat was stronger here than she hardly ever experienced, rarely venturing out of the north at all. She had been born and raised up there after all. But, she was willing to go through it all and more for Amalia so here she was, trailing along behind her little woman. As they neared the mangroves her steps became more and more hesitant until she began to lag behind. Her black tipped ears perked to listen to her girl's teasing words. A nervous chuckle left her in response even though she wasn't entirely sure Amalia was right. She picked up the pace to catch up with Amalia, coming to a halt beside her when they both realized that they had come to a pack's border. She watched her wife closely, seeing the various expressions that crossed her russet face. Athena smelled the scents that mingled in the border marking, happening to catch one among the many muddled scents of the pack that was similar to Amalia's in the way all family members shared a similar scent. So her mother was here? Amalia lifted her head to call for her and Athena watched as some realization crossed her face. Athena's gaze was curious, but she didn't question. Instead she leaned down to give her wife a small kiss on the cheek and a smile before turning her gaze forward again, waiting for her wife's mother to appear. It was now or never. |
