Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
Lifting the kitten into his arms, Zavien looked back up in time to see the white-haired woman disappearing down one of the pathways. He wasn't sure what business she had down the dead-end alleyways, but his eyes narrowed with concern as he watched three burly workers follow behind her. Their mischievous expressions didn't give him the impression that their presence was to be expected. Worried that they may be intending the woman harm, he pushed off the wall to follow.
The shadowed paths were thin and straight, making it easy to track the large men despite their creeping movements. He caught up with them just in time to see their hands reach beneath their cloaks for suspected weapons. A tiny mewl from the kitten still within his arms caused them to turn their heads in surprise. Not really wanting to fight off three thick laborers, he thought quick on his feet, pretending to ignore them in favor of the hooded figure past them. "Hey! You beat me here! I stopped to pick up this stray, but the others should be on their way." Zavien scratched the black cat behind the ears affectionately for emphasis. Hopefully it would help make him look like less of a threat to both the men - and the woman - despite the tightly coiled muscles hidden under his warm cloak. Glancing back up with a wide-toothed 'naive' smile, he asked, "Do you want to grab a bite while we wait for them?" He didn't want to assume that this woman needed his help, but if she did, maybe this would be enough of an opening for her to slip out without conflict.
The shadowed paths were thin and straight, making it easy to track the large men despite their creeping movements. He caught up with them just in time to see their hands reach beneath their cloaks for suspected weapons. A tiny mewl from the kitten still within his arms caused them to turn their heads in surprise. Not really wanting to fight off three thick laborers, he thought quick on his feet, pretending to ignore them in favor of the hooded figure past them. "Hey! You beat me here! I stopped to pick up this stray, but the others should be on their way." Zavien scratched the black cat behind the ears affectionately for emphasis. Hopefully it would help make him look like less of a threat to both the men - and the woman - despite the tightly coiled muscles hidden under his warm cloak. Glancing back up with a wide-toothed 'naive' smile, he asked, "Do you want to grab a bite while we wait for them?" He didn't want to assume that this woman needed his help, but if she did, maybe this would be enough of an opening for her to slip out without conflict.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
