[open] it just keeps me from trouble

[Cyrus]

My orange eyes remain fixated on the spotted feline even when my mind travels to the worst possible outcome that may have fallen my new friend.  After I was done with the cat, however it ended, I would go search for Malik and hope for the best.

With a snarl and snap of my jaws, the Ocelot dissipates instantaneously.  My eyes widen as they frantically search for any sign of the creature.  I had seen many things in my life but this topped it as being odd, even for someone with a ghost shifter as a mother.

A soft whine exits my jaws as fear rises the fur on my back.  I turn around, not knowing that the other is still with me and certainty not knowing it has been Malik all along.

Then there comes a phantom voice and I consider for a moment that there is a spirit present, but there is a tone of familiarity in the voice.  "Malik?" I question, my head tilting as my ears search for the location of the voice.  I had known many shifters, myself included, but their abilities were limited to one other form.

Cyrus

@ Malik