Maea
And I only needed one more touch
Another taste of devouring rush
Another taste of devouring rush
The tiger leaped high with startled yoel when the reptile came barging at it. Swatting at it with heavy paws, her claws slipped on the creatures tough hide and for a moment Maea thought they would fight. But when she backed off, the crocodile didn't follow. It only looked her up, solidifying the notion in her mind that this creature did not belong in the Grounds. Ancient, then? Or perhaps attuned - either way, it landed them firmly in the 'people' category, to her relief.
Approaching more slowly, the molten tiger extended a cautious nose to sniff at the red-hot person. Having never seen a lial before, the inspection could have gone on for a good while. But the wind changed, and over the scent of hot air and ash and reptile came a whiff of something else. Furred and fearful and with a tang of blood that had her salivating - an injured deer, perhaps? Startled by the ruccous of the predatory encounters, and now trying to slip away unnoticed.
Tigers normally hunted alone. But since reason remained, Maea remembered enough courtesy to throw a glance at the other predator; silent query in her golden eyes, and a pregnant pause when she turned into the wind. Together?
Approaching more slowly, the molten tiger extended a cautious nose to sniff at the red-hot person. Having never seen a lial before, the inspection could have gone on for a good while. But the wind changed, and over the scent of hot air and ash and reptile came a whiff of something else. Furred and fearful and with a tang of blood that had her salivating - an injured deer, perhaps? Startled by the ruccous of the predatory encounters, and now trying to slip away unnoticed.
Tigers normally hunted alone. But since reason remained, Maea remembered enough courtesy to throw a glance at the other predator; silent query in her golden eyes, and a pregnant pause when she turned into the wind. Together?
But the room was so quiet
Whose side am I on?
Whose side am I on?
