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without a sound we lose sight of the ground - Mafdet - 02-13-2019

They move together through the dry lands, the small creature and her enormous golden shadow. On eight quiet feet, they traipse through the dusty hills of Loess, and they both raise curious whiskered noses and well-furred ears at the novel scents and sounds. They have lost Wiley and Isaac somewhere in the Sylvan woods, but neither are concerned at their absence. They were tomcats, after all, and never much help in the hunt.


Together they bring down enough prey to get by, though it is clear that the smaller feline is taking the lion's share of the meals. Her thick white coat is glossy and sleek, while the golden lioness behind her is far leaner and less well-groomed. A lion's tongue is far more efficient at cleaning a housecat than the other way round, after all. 

"Where are we going?" asks the younger, larger female.

"This way." replies her mother, flicking her bottle brush orange tail at Daedra's nose. Daedra sighs, having long ago become disenchanted with her mother's secrecy. Se has followed Mafdet through Hyaline, on a search for the lion who had given her three healthy cubs. 

He'd been gone, his scent replaced by other males, but Mafdet had remembered the thick dark mane of her children's father and determined that no young cub could be better. Daedra, now a young adult in her own right, had been intrigued, but a quick swipe of her mother's needle claws had convinced her otherwise.

Now they follow a trail only the little cat seems able to see. When Mafedt finally stops, it is at the edge of a rippling pool of water. It smells fresh, Daedra finds as she lowers her head, but it is warm. Disgusted, she shakes her shoulders and flops onto her side. Meanwhile, Mafdet proceeds to groom her sleek colorpoint coat, her triangular ears flicking attentively despite what otherwise looks like complete inattention to their surroundings 

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Mafdet appears as an orange tabby colorpoint housecat

Daedra appears as a lioness