it is both a blessing and a curse, to feel everything so very deeply
She continues to look and inspect, curious and brazen as a mother with her cub- and indeed, Amalia feels a little as such, protective and caring of the other girl despite their almost identical ages. She has scarcely had a feline form for more than a handful of seasons, but already it is as much part of her as her own skin. Moreso, the girl often feels, finding a comfort and freedom in the guise of the leopard, more at ease as a cat than a woman. Does Kiada feel the same release, the same safety and solace in their animal forms?
The other cat is much smaller than Amalia, who is careful not to hurt her as she explores her form, nudging her playfully to encourage the roll onto her back. She obliges the caracal with her long, long tail, almost as long as Kiada herself, waving it over the other feline's face while sitting and admiring, occasionally leaning down to lick some stray hair off the girl's neck. Me neither, she replies with a rumbling laugh, her mental link clearly saying that she does not much care- it's excellent, whatever it is. You're you. Should we take it for a spin?
The other cat is much smaller than Amalia, who is careful not to hurt her as she explores her form, nudging her playfully to encourage the roll onto her back. She obliges the caracal with her long, long tail, almost as long as Kiada herself, waving it over the other feline's face while sitting and admiring, occasionally leaning down to lick some stray hair off the girl's neck. Me neither, she replies with a rumbling laugh, her mental link clearly saying that she does not much care- it's excellent, whatever it is. You're you. Should we take it for a spin?
