these wounds won't seem to heal; drow/any

[Tantalize]

tantalize

infinity overhead

and i whisper, are you listening?

When she wasn’t hunting down the few links to her past, she had taken to following the silver jaguar cub that roamed the jungle, the essence of the Amazons wrapped up in a quite fitting form. It become almost like a protective patrol, having no other purpose to serve in her spare time and that spare time seemed to spread for days. Today the jaguar cub, who was getting less like a baby everyday, was prowling through the undergrowth and the jaguar mare was prowling behind it. Every now and then she ripped a fern from it’s holding, eating quietly as her golden eyes never left her charge. The cat was moving with intent today, leaving her with less chance to grab her lunch. Soon they were both bounding through the foliage, the jaguar leaping through the trees and the jaguar mare galloping below it. Her footing rarely stumbled, having known these paths and it’s tricks for years. She wonders where they are headed, what the spirit exactly is looking for.

When she finally slows and catches her breath, the big cat is lounging across a log and looking none the worse for wear. It’s gazing at a mare and her own golden iris’s take in the female with some caution. After everything she had encountered and been through, she fell to suspicion quite quickly. Better to be safe than sorry. ”Hello.” She greets quietly, coming to stand before the spirit predator with a protective stance. This mare is unfamiliar and while she smells of the jungle… She’s never seen her face before. The Amazons had been unusually quiet so a stranger in their midst was something that should have been quickly picked up. However they were quite deep in the folds of the territory, not an area that everyone was eager to explore. ”Are you lost?” She asks, not sure what to make of the whole situation. If the spirit is at ease then she should be as well but her body will not allow it nor will her brain and heart.