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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2013 22:55:46 GMT -5
The fur seemed to amuse the other female... strange. She was not used to seeing something so insignificant turn into something so amusing. Her head tilted to the side as she attempted to put it together, but it ended with a gentle shrug of her large, muscular shoulders before letting her head fall back down with a deep sigh. A gentle ripple through her body that lasted a couple of seconds before the same relaxed pose was put into place. She wanted to fall asleep truthfully, but she knew that she could only stay in this territory for so long. Her ears perked forward as her mismatched gaze seemed to find something off in the distance before she relaxed again. She guessed that she could stay a little while longer to rest her nerves, even though the girl's laughter was some what loud, she found herself starting to doze off like a lazy house cat.
It did not take long for her lazy rump to fall into a drunken stupor of sleep that would randomly fall over her throughout the day. Her toes flexed, and curled a couple of times before she stretched out wide with her paws pressed all the way forward before they came back to rest underneath her again. There was not much for her to do besides train, sleep, eat, and wonder, and it was a very undemanding life. She did not need to fight anyone unless they threatened to hurt her.
Her mind slowly drifted into the abyss of blackness that could not be penetrated by any inner light. Her sluggish limbs flopped a bit, and her ears flopped over her large eyes. Her mouth hung agape slightly as a snore ripped from her throat before a deep 'blub blub blub' was emitted from her cheek as she blew out a copious amount of air.
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Post by Mali on Mar 23, 2013 23:21:06 GMT -5
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It took a few moments for Mali to gain a hold over herself, her laughter gradually dying down. It seemed like forever, really, since she had laughed in such a manner. Being in the Menagerie had given her a number of things more to worry about than what she had to before in her homeland. At her home she did not need to worry about territories or larger, foreign creatures. No, she only needed to concern herself about food. There was always water to be found somewhere in her home, shelter was easy to come by and predators were small and few. She had had everything she needed in her jungle, but the cold lands here were far from being the same. With a small sigh, a small smile still traced along her lips, the young retro turned her gaze to Peerc, opening her mouth to speak before stopping herself.
Mali couldn't remember seeing the lioness fall asleep and was surprised at how fast she had managed to do so in the first place. Usually for herself it took at least half an hour until she was finally able to drift off into just a light sleep. Blinking, her deep brown eyes watched the shifter curiously before her fingers began to trace small circles on the top of her head. Mali wasn't quite sure why she was doing such a thing, but thought little of it at the moment. With her head tilted to one side, she continued to stroke the lioness's head before eventually pulling her head back. She stayed where she was, quiet as she did nothing more but watch her odd, new found friend sleep. Her eyes eventually drifted over to the thin layer of fur that remained around them in the snow and that was when an idea hit her. Smiling faintly, Mali shifted back until she was once more in her smaller feline form, her ears twitching eagerly as she padded over to Peerc's head, quietly settling back onto her haunches before she began licking the lioness' shoulder, grooming the large feline. The scene she created was no doubt amusing. A small feline grooming a much larger, sleeping lion was anything but normal, but she thought little of it. Her new friend clearly needed help with her shedding and she found nothing wrong with helping out. It took some time, but Mali slowly worked her way around the lioness, clearing her fur of any debris and dead, loose hair.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2013 22:52:27 GMT -5
Sleep was very essential to the large feline. She was a very cranky creature when she did not get her beauty sleep. She was not aware she was getting groomed obviously, but it seemed to keep the nightmares away. By now she should have been in a stupor of terror, and pain that raked her body, and never seemed to fade, but that pain never came. A deep sense of warmth was slowly taking hold of the mute which started at her belly before creeping to the tips of her ears, toe tips, and the very tip of her fluffy tail. This warmth seemed to last the whole time that she was asleep, and she was enjoying it very much. She expected bad experiences from sleep, even though she was very lazy, but she guessed she slept so often because she understood that these dreams were not real. They were just figments of her past that were not even brought up by fear, but by self reflection that seemed to follow her very shadow of thought.
She slept for another three hours before she woke up, and it took her a while to even realize that she was actually awake. Her waking up was signaled by the feeling of warmth slowly leaving her limbs to be replaced by a certain numbness before she felt the cold. The cold did not last long before a shiver rippled through her strewn out form to make her fur puff up which made another wave of heat go through her lazy figure. Even when she was a fighter, she was this lazy, so that aspect of her never seemed to change. She was either training, eating, sleeping or reading when she was in the outside world. It was a simple life, but she could admit she enjoyed the sleeping portion of it no matter what.
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Post by Mali on Mar 28, 2013 13:55:22 GMT -5
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When she had been younger and had belonged to a family, Mali had spent time grooming her siblings or her mother or father. Even in her pride she would take time to groom another of her pride members simply out of kindness or comfort. But, more often than not, whenever she did offer to groom someone she usually knew them relatively well. So, to find the feline grooming this large, practically unknown shifter was a bit of an interesting scene. Not only that but it look even a bit ridiculous as well as such a small feline was attempting to lick and groom at this much larger lioness. It was simply something that looked out of proportion. But, that was something that mattered little to Mali. This female clearly needed some sort of grooming as her fur was dirtied and was now covered in a layer of dead, useless fur. There was really no need to keep such a layer on as it only really would grow to be itchy and annoying.
So, that was what Mali did for a good chunk of her time. It took her a while for her to get around her new friend's rather large form. And, of course, there were certain spots that she simply couldn't reach as Peerc was simply laying on said areas. But, the Margay kept within her boundaries. Once she was sure she had finished, Mali took the time to groom herself as she was already in such a mood and state of mind. But, before she managed to fully clean her fur, she found herself sleeping beside the large shifter. She wasn't sure how long she had slept nor did she care as she found it comforting there with Peerc. The soft fur of the lioness and the warmth of her large form was all very soothing. Her tail was curled around her paws, her muzzle buried into the warmth of the other female's fur as she slept, oblivious to how close she was to her.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2013 14:04:03 GMT -5
She was able to snatch a solid three hours of sleep before she finally woke up with a fairly loud yawn, and noticed something right away. All the extra fur seemed to have disappeared over night, and her coat actually seemed to be darker now that all the dead, light fur was off of her leaving her closer to a chocolate color than before which satisfied the Lioness greatly. That damned substance was itchy as hell, especially around her facial region, and rump. She lazily opened her mismatched eyes, and a sigh escaped her black lips which revealed her red gums with large, gleaming teeth sharpened naturally through rubbing against one another from such actions. The mute's eyes slowly scanned the area before a realization seemed to take a hold of her. Where did Mali go? She would not find it weird if the other feline went running off while she was in her slumber, but it took her lazy butt a minute to feel the warm being that was curled against her side.
She swiveled her head to look down at the other sleeping form before pressing her wide nose into the soft side of the other cat, and sniffing. She smelt sweet strangely enough, and she seemed to be shedding as well. She assumed that Mali was the one nice enough to clean off all of her dead, and dying fur. She might as well repay the favor. Slowly, she leaned herself a little further, and started to lick her with her large, flat tongue that seemed to be as big as the other feline which forced her to only use the tip of her tongue. Her head movements were slow, and she kept her head always hovering over her own which shadowed the sleeping form. Now the Lioness was cleaning the midget cat, which was an even stranger sight.
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Post by Mali on Mar 31, 2013 13:14:15 GMT -5
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Mali had always loved being close to others. She had always curled up against her mother or father when she was a small cub, but it seemed like ages since she had actually been close to someone like this. A soft purr was rumbling in her throat as she welcomed the warmth of the body beside her and the softness of her fur. It was comforting and gave her a sense of home, of belonging, something that she had since been lacking after being placed into this unnatural world. She was too small to do much of the manual work for her pride and she didn't want to be pushed into working as a denmother. So, instead, she simply seemed to find herself stuck in something of a limbo, being neither a nuisance nor useful in any way for her pridemates. But, as she laid there beside the shifter, such thoughts left her mind for the time being.
As she continued to sleep, the small feline retro was only mildly aware of the soft, gentle tongue that was running over her fur. Her ears twitched faintly as the soft movements slowly pulled her out of her sleep. Her purr had grown a bit louder before her deep brown eyes finally slid open, glancing around in a sort of sleepy haze. She felt much to comfortable to move, though, so instead she simply continued to lay there, her muzzle lightly nuzzling against Peerc's chest. But, as her sleepiness left her mind, Mali finally pulled her head away from the lioness's chest, her ears pressed forward for a moment before her jaws stretched open in a wide yawn. "How...How long was I asleep...?", she asked quietly, blinking away the sleep from her eyes as she looked up at the shifter. Now, while many may have pulled away from this shifter after finding themselves so close, Mali in fact did the exact opposite. Her eyes stayed on the lioness as she lightly rested her head back onto Peerc's chest, leaning heavily against the large feline.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2013 13:40:01 GMT -5
As the little one slowly started to stir, she did not cease her cleaning. She actually made her strokes longer with more pressure a couple more times before pushing her nose into the sleeping form that slowly seemed to be coming back to life. A deep sniff took in her scent before she went back to cleaning the delicate form of the midget feline that found it safe to snuggle into her strong, and wide chest. Her paws slowly wrapped around her to create a small alcove for her to form herself to, and to retain more heat. It felt so nice to have a small heater that was willingly staying near her. Most smaller creatures had a tendency to run from her, and it made her wonder why small Mali was any different. Maybe, it was the way that the girl approached her. Originally, she was here to protect her land, but now she was 'sleeping' with the enemy, so to speak.
As the other feline looked around, and asked the question Percylla just gave a deep grunt before rolling her rump to the side while she kept her frontal region in the same position as before. Mali did not seem to want to really get up at all. She felt good enough to push herself deeper into the softness of her fur which was located upon her chest. As she did this Percy lowered her head, and rested it on the small form in a gentle fashion. she did not want to squish the other female, it would not be good for the relationship at all. Her torn ears twitched a bit before settling back as a yawn escaped her lazy maw. She was not to keen on getting up yet at all. This was to damned comfortable.
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Post by Mali on Mar 31, 2013 14:29:40 GMT -5
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Simply based off the general behavior of the shifter and overall appearance, Mali had assumed that she wouldn't be so kind, so gentle. No, if anything the scars that were sprinkled on her large, muscular form would suggest that this shifter was a mean, blood lusting creature like she had heard others were. But, it was clear that Peerc was anything but that. If she was such a cold-hearted being then she wouldn't have allowed her to be so close, she wouldn't have groomed her as well, and she most certainly would not have curled herself around her. Ears perking up as she felt the lioness move and wrap herself around her much smaller form, the Margay smiled brightly before lazily running her tongue over the shifter's shoulder. "You aren't like the others," she purred softly, her brown eyes meeting Peerc's mismatched eyes. "You're much nicer and...," she began, though she hesitated for a moment.
Even in her pride she wasn't this physically close to anyone. She hadn't slept beside anyone in moons, hadn't freely groomed someone just because she had wanted to. She wasn't sure why she was like this. Pausing, her ears twitched back for a moment as she became lost in though, running over it all over and over again. It didn't seem to quite make much sense to her...but, she didn't want to stop or leave this shifter either. Running her tongue briefly over her lips, her smile returned to her lips as she gently nuzzled the lioness. "And, I like being with you." Purring loudly, she pressed herself deeper into the shifter's chest fur, her paws gently kneading Peerc's chest like a small kitten would to its mother before she gently licked at the lioness's muzzle.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2013 0:04:42 GMT -5
'She .. liked her .. she... she.. Mali.. likes me.... Not natural.. strange... distance.. must keep... pulling in lower belly... hurt bad... emotional ... bad.. should not... attachment... feel.. scared... different...', Percylla's mind was reeling as she said that. Some one cared for her? Someone.. No, that was not possible. Such a thing was not something that should be happening to her in the first place. Her large eyes opened slightly, and had a very strange glaze in them, as she stared off into the distance. 'Like... Love... Like.. Love.. Warmth, caring, mother, father, mature... painful heart.. dead.. inside', again her thoughts continued to go into mayhem as her belly slowly curled, and swirled like a snake. Her nose twitched a bit, and her jaw gently started to open as she panted as she felt sweat gently swell around her ears. This discomposure was bad. This needed to be halted now, and she made it.
She shut her eyes hard for a couple of seconds before opening again to show the clearness that was not instilled within her brain. So.. she was liked. What an awkward, and uncomfortable feeling. Her torn ears twitched all the way to the back of her skull as she pushed her nose deeper into the fur of the kitty. She pulled her closer as a deep purr slowly started to vibrate from deep within her large chest. She was holding onto Mali like she never wanted her to leave. Companionship was a very rare thing to her. She was not used to friends or comfort in such a fashion. Lions were meant to be in prides, she was off on her own. Generally, Lioness' on their own died off, but for some reason she thrived. She fought instinct nine times out of ten, but was learning that it was not so bad after all.
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Post by Mali on Apr 2, 2013 20:20:48 GMT -5
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From the interaction she had many times with others, one did not usually expect a negative thing to come out of a compliment. She enjoyed being with this shifter and she wanted to stay there with her, but as she saw that look in her eyes...well, she began to doubt herself. She had no idea what was going on in Peerc's mind, but it worried her a bit. Did she not want to be friends? Was she going to leave now because she had said that. Lowering her ears, Mali continued to watch the lioness for a moment before she gently nuzzled her cheek, hoping to pull her back from reality and away from whatever thoughts seemed to have been clouding her mind. The smaller feline's concern grew as she watched the lioness tightly shut her eyes as if she was trying to chase back a horrible memory. Her nuzzles and nudges came to a stop and turned into soft, gentle licks over her muzzle in hopes to comfort her.
It was clear that something, whatever it may be, was bothering the lioness and she didn't want her in such a state. Mali knew the affects of a troubled mind could vary, but the results had never been good. A soft purr was rumbling in her throat as she continued to lick at the lioness's muzzle, not even briefly concerned as to whether or not the female was comfortable with such a gesture. She was use to offering help and comfort in such a manner, having done so when her brother had gotten hurt or scolded by their father. It had been awhile since she had been given the chance to do such a thing, and she had missed being able to be so close to someone like this. But, perhaps she was passing a number of personal boundaries that she was clearly oblivious to.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2013 22:26:41 GMT -5
She was back to normal now. Her mind had cleared of any confusion from before, and her large eyes slowly wondered down to the form that seemed to be nuzzling deeper, and deeper into the very being of her form. Damn this kitten was affectionate. Her black tipped ears perked forward with reserved interest as she watched the actions of the other cat with a hidden curiosity. Percylla made sure that the other feline kept doing a repetitive motion before she gently pushed her own head to the side so she was nose to nose with the other female. Her large eyes studied the rosettes dappling the lithe body of the other being only known as Mali before she just stared into her eyes deeply before slowly closing her eyes in a blink. That simple motion revealed her calm demeanor to the other feline. She was of clear mind, and was not upset at all. Confusion just did not bide well with her at any moment. Curiosity made her want to straighten out such confusion, and the best way to do that was to study the individual causing it. So, she was.
She could not imagine what it was like to be as small as this girl was in her shifted form. She never remembered ever being that small, even as a 'kitten.' Well, she did not remember the first seven years, so it made it hard to say what she looked like back when she was in such a small state, and stature. She could never imagine herself as a midget or a child at any point. The smallest she had ever been as a Lioness was a hundred, and fifty pounds, and that was her as an eight year old. She was not as long or large, but very lanky, and spindly. This cat was nowhere near a hundred pounds, and had eyes that were almost literally bigger than her stomach. She could not imagine that Mali's stomach was that big because of the discarded peace of meat that was pushed off to the side with only a couple of bites taken out of it.
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Post by Mali on Apr 4, 2013 19:24:47 GMT -5
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Mali could feel the tension leaving the lioness bit by bit. She was still unsure as to what had caused the whole thing of confusion to begin with, but she was not going to worry too much about it. It would be pointless to ask really as it wasn't her business to pry at the shifter and Peerc couldn't speak to begin with. Her small nuzzles grew softer as her tongue continued to run brief licks over her friend's muzzle before stilling her tongue. The nuzzles were proving to be enough for the shifter and Mali didn't want to over do it and make her feel uncomfortable. Of course, perhaps that had been what had caused all of this to begin with. Had it been because she had passed some sort of boundary? As the thought crossed her mind the small feline lowered her ears, meaning to halt her affection before she found herself nose to nose with Peerc. She hadn't been expecting such a reaction and the look in the lioness' eyes was something she hadn't seen in anothers for the longest time. Mali couldn't quite name the look, but she could feel the lioness's mix-matched eyes studying her.
Her dark brown eyes widened faintly as her ears burned hot with embarrassment. What was she suppose to do? Was she suppose to do anything in the first place? Ears pressing back for a moment, the small spotted feline shuffled lightly on her paws, though making sure that she didn't pull away from the other female. She felt a sort of strange emotion fumble around inside her stomach and it began to frighten her. So, when it became a bit too much for her Mali diverted her gaze away from Peerc. She wanted to be hide but stay there until the shifter had released her from...well, whatever this was. But, instead, she did something that surprised even her. It was the only motion she could think of and it was driven by an instinct to react to that twisted feeling in her stomach. Giving a soft purr, she gently rubbed her nose against the larger feline's, her tail curling faintly over her back before she silently sat back down, unsure of how Peerc would react to that.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 19:48:42 GMT -5
She had touched her nose, and a her response was quite strange. She seemed to freeze as if she was figuring out what to do, and her tongue slowly flicked out to lick her nose to get a taste of this strange 'kiss' which was fairly sweet, and gentle to the touch. Her mismatched eyes slowly turned gentle as she slowly leaned forward. Her eyes slowly closed as she pushed her large nose into the other feline's smaller one. As soon as the noses touched she slowly pushed herself deeper in causing their lips to meet together before just staying in that position for a prolonged period of time. Her sharp teeth clicked against her jaw as she nuzzled into it slightly with vigor before the fur slowly start to shift, and reduce to reveal skin. She was slowly going into human form, and she slowly picked up Mali to continue such an act.
She was already hormonal as it was, and this little hellion had just brought on a wave of hormones that would only be matched by the passionate kiss she was wrapping into her mouth. Her large eyes did not open as she did this, but once she needed air she resurfaced from it to slowly open her eyes to stare at the female in her arms. A gentle coo rumbled in her chest as her basically naked form seemed to wrap around the other feline again as she attempted to go in for another kiss in hopes that the other feline would accept her again. Oh so warm, and oh so soft her cat lips were, and her coat was gentle, and soft to the touch. Small, and vulnerable, and she felt like she might accidentally break her if she kissed any harder than she already was.
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Post by Mali on Apr 6, 2013 23:00:30 GMT -5
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Mali had expected perhaps a nuzzle from the lioness or maybe a gentle purr. Hell, even having the shifter pull away from her had been expected, but what she got instead had her mind reeling. The feline had been born to animals, she had been raised beneath the trees of South America and was kept hidden in small dens in the earth. She had been through gestures of affection with nuzzles and licks on the shoulder or ears, but this...this was far beyond her knowledge. Her mother had been the only other one who could change as she could and even then she had never seen something like this. When their noses met once more she had thought little of it but when Peerc continued to press forward into her Mali felt the fur along her back bristle with shock and confusion. This was something her mother had never done to her and something she had never even seen between her mother and father. She didn't know what to do, what to be expected, or what this even was in the first place. The only thing she knew was that it brought with it a sense of confusing warmth in her stomach.
But, it didn't just end there. A feeling of panic slipped through her as she felt the lioness' form change, something that caused her to flinch back faintly, but she could not move far from this female. Her tail lashed from side to side as her deep brown eyes stared at Peerc with a wide, glazed over look. She had yet to see this girl in human formand her facial features seemed much softer than what she would have expected. Pressing her ears back Mali gradually found herself following the shifter's actions, changing her form as well as she was held close. Before her mind was even given the chance to process all that was happening she felt the girl's lips on her own, making her tense and rigid. Her hands fumbled useless against Peerc's midsection for the longest time until she simply laid them flat against her tones stomach. As the initial state of confusion and panic faded, Mali found her body reacting much differently as she finally allowed herself to relax, leaning lightly into the young woman. She had no idea what to do in this...gesture, but some part of her human nature that she held in her being came to the surface and she found herself responding to the kiss.
The retro's arms finally moved from Peerc's stomach and came to rest lazily over her shoulders, lightly bringing herself closer. She wasn't sure what it was and probably never would, but at some point something finally clicked in her mind. Pulling away the brown-haired retro stared at the shifter once more with wide eyes, but instead of wonder and curiosity shining in them a gleam of fear and panic flashed in their depths. Trembling faintly, Mali jerked back away from the other female as she lowered her head, her heart racing as she lightly shook her head. "Wh-What...," she began as she knelt down onto the ground. "What am I doing?!"" Tightly shutting her eyes the retro shifted back quickly to her natural form, her fear building. "This...This can't be right..I mean, we...we're females and...and you're a shifter," she said, her voice trembling as her dark brown eyes stared at the ground. Her claws sheathed and unsheathed repeatedly, her breaths coming in short bursts. "What will the others say...What will Wanderer say when she finds out I let an outsider stay and..." Mali didn't know what to do, her shoulders continued to tremble as this panic attack overwhelmed her. Her mind had been filled with too much all at once and she couldn't get herself to focus on any one thing. At that point her mind was nothing more but a horrible mess.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2013 13:23:46 GMT -5
Her reaction is what made her back away. The girl did not understand that it was a way to show affection, and her displeasure was like a rejection, and punch in a gut. She pushed her naked form back as she watched her turn back into her shifted form. Her large eyes narrowed slowly before widening again at the out right rejection which she was experiencing. The girl was showing all the signs of someone who wanted to do such an act, but now she was having a complete freak out session about it which made her feel fairly bad about the situation. A deep groan came from her gut before she back herself up, and curled up in a heaping mass of naked flesh that writhed slowly, but in a violent fashion either way. The blink of a dazed eye, and snort from her nostrils was heard before she slowly back up even further.
She felt fur slowly replace her human form before leaning forward, and swiping her with a clawed paw. It was gentle, but enough to leave a mark. She turned on her heels, and broke through the brush, and ran full speed through the frozen waste land. She needed to give the girl some type of mark so she would not get in trouble. She smelt just like the lioness, and not coming out with some kind of scratches meant that she would have not gotten in a fight in the first place. Her large eyes wondered over the whiteness which held her form in a firm grasp. Her form moved through the forest into the stark clearing which she had used to find this land in the first place before speeding up. It was not long before she was a speeding off in the sunset with a strange feeling in her belly.
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Post by Mali on Apr 7, 2013 14:31:14 GMT -5
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During the entire time that she had been struggling for some sort of clarity and any type of answer to what was happening, Mali had failed to realize just how this was affecting the young woman that she had felt so drawn to. Her mind had been so wrapped up in itself that she neglected the shifter and before she knew what was happening she felt a sharp pain in her side. Yowling more in surprise than pain, the smaller feline jerked to the side, her deep brown eyes wide as she stared after the large form of Peerc as she ran off. "P-Peerc...," she whispered softly before she suddenly felt a sense of fear washed over her. No, she had ruined it all. She had pushed the feline away and now she was leaving her. The retro wasn't sure why but she felt something jerk painfully in her chest as she watched the receding figure before she tried to call out to her. "Peerc," she yowled, her shoulder trembling before she attempted to chase after the lioness.
But, she had waited far too long and given the larger form of the feline Mali could get no where near to catching up to the other female. Panting, she simply stared out after the lioness in the direction that the shifter had disappeared in. Her ears lowered as she slumped back onto her haunches, feeling ashamed for her behavior. She hadn't wanted Peerc to leave...she never wanted her to leave. SHe couldn't explain it in the slightest, but she wanted to be close to the shifter once more, she wanted to lay beside her like they had only moments before. But, she had ruined it all, and now she felt only empty. So, with her head lowered, Mali silently climbed back onto her paws as she silently returned to her pride.
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