Encounter [open]

[spear™]

Jedda

I cocked my head slightly as I listened intently to her words, examining her expression. There was no anger, regret or annoyance as she spoke about my son. I had my suspisions, and now this had made it clearer. Unless Zirro was talking unkindly of my son, the evidence was clear that the two had grown rather fond of each other.

I sighed, breathing in the crisp air.

I glanced up at the velvety sky, studded with twinkling diamond-like stars. A gleaming silver moon splashed it's soft light over me, distorting my features and making my pelt streaked with a metallic tint.

I knew Zirro had been here, her scent was still strong in the air.

S..Switchblade will want to know about this... I said firmly.

I struggled at his name. It still struck me hard that it was technically my fault that I was in this lonely position. I had fallen for him so easily. I was so young, so full of life. As soon as he had me in his own paws, I was learning the ways of lies, cunning, death and power. I didn't want that happening to Pharaoh, and in this case, my daughter in law.

..Or maybe we just won't tell him, I said, half smiling.

Deep down, however, I knew was trouble this would cause Sykota, Zirro, myself and worst of all, my son.

[Sykota]

Sykota
L.iving
To protect those I
L.ove

I laid my skull upon my paws, letting the breeze pick through my fur. It was a beautiful night, no one could deny that. But one word seemed to darken the moon. I rose my skull, orbs piercing through the dark to Jedda. Switchblade. If I had have a chance, I’d tear his throat out myself. When lyrics broke the silence, I found myself holding the malevolent smile I had when I was young on my façade. I calmed myself, and my expression grew gentler. But in my mind, I knew that I would slaughter him if he came near the cubs, especially after already killing my Sabin. At the moment, I would have also defended Jedda if he attacked her.

I began to become a little anxious with the knowledge of danger that lurked around my daughter. Silently I rose to my paws and, shaking my pelt lose of grass and debris, I padded down to the shore. The waves lapped at my paws, just wanting me to come in deeper to the sea could claim me, or so that is how it seemed. The water was freezing, but it allowed me to remain calm. Up to my flank, I turned to see Jedda still near the tree, watching me.