A Quiet Meal [Lionstar] Aug 24, 2015 15:21:13 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 15:21:13 GMT -5
w i l l o w f u r
senior warrior, treeclan
Willowfur stuck her nose in the fresh prey pile, sniffing out two juicy morsels of flesh for herself and a particular golden tom. A robin and a squirrel ended up in her jaws, the feathers and fur mingling together to create an interesting texture on her tongue, yet not unpleasant. It promises for a good meal, freshly caught, probably just brought in from the latest hunting patrol.
She paused outside the entrance of the leader's den momentarily, hesitant in her very bold offer of a meal with Lionstar. He had shown her nothing but kindness in the face of everything that had happened to her, yet still she felt like she was intruding on his time by wanting to spend hers with him. She knew he would never complain, yet still she hesitated. But by now, the scent of the prey would have reached his nose, so it would be rude to turn away now.
"Lionstar, I brought you some prey," she mewed into the cool den, waiting for permission to enter. She then picked up her offerings and brought them with her, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the darker atmosphere. He sat, poised and regal, and Willowfur momentarily forgot herself as she let eyes silently sweep over his majestic frame. The urge to smooth a few stray tufts of his fur hit her with an overwhelming force, but she kept her jaws firmly clamped to the prey to avoid anything too forward.
"I hope you like bird or squirrel," she mewed after dropping the two meals at his paws, waiting patiently for him to choose before picking her own. She liked both, so it didn't matter to her which he picked. She was just happy to spend some time with him.place your head on my beating heart
we found love right where we are
Fawntastic ; lionstar :tags
it’s good to be back :notes