the darkest nights produce the brightest stars
There's a level of friendliness to the other felid - Ray that catches Amalia off-guard, though not unpleasantly so. The rapid-fire questions feel like an echo of someone the girl once new; if only she were more self-aware, she might recognize it as herself. Just exploring, the leopardess answers simply and honestly, her ears flicking delicately upon her head. I thought this might be a good place to leave an offering for Rae.
The jaguar stands and Amalia follows, one paw raised up speculatively, torn between pursuit and flight. She softens after a beat of this; Only if you don't mind the intrusion. She falls into step alongside Ray, giving enough distance to be appropriate for two predators while keeping stride. Have you seen much of the Wilds?
The jaguar stands and Amalia follows, one paw raised up speculatively, torn between pursuit and flight. She softens after a beat of this; Only if you don't mind the intrusion. She falls into step alongside Ray, giving enough distance to be appropriate for two predators while keeping stride. Have you seen much of the Wilds?
