stop the bleeding before it starts

Eris Eternity · 10-26-2010, 07:28 AM

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Itzcitla did not seem to mind the journey to the city, though now he clamored and rubbed against her legs insistently, weaving in and out of her feet until she nearly fell on her face. “Fine!” she snapped, snatching the cat up. He was heavy, but wrapped neatly around her shoulders, his weight hardly bothered her; the sable-shaded canine had been holding the ocelot like this since he was a kitten, and it was one of his favorite positions. Despite her momentary anger, Eris reached up to rub the top of his head gently. Were it not for this feline, she would not have survived the journey so far north. He had hunted enough to feed both of them, and he had done so with relative ease—neither of them were very well fed, but neither were they starving.

In her haste to pick up Itzcitla, she did not notice the pair of canines that had spied her, and when she turned to keep moving, she stopped mid-step, gawking at the large black one and his brown-hued companion, chartreuse eyes warily wandering from one to the other. Itzcitla had not had time to settle in, and now the cat was tense, disliking the sudden appearance of these two males. The question rumbled from the larger of the pair, and the hybrid smiled courteously, though she made certain to bare her teeth just a little wider than usual. She did not want trouble, and she did not think her quiet affirmation of strength would be tested. “My cat might freeze in the winter if I don't find him something to wear,” she said, honestly. Though this pair seemed rough and tumble, the woman did not think they appeared to be the bloodthirsty type. Or, she hoped not.

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