Her voice flowed and the stuttered as the end of her call. The release made her feel at ease, for a brief moment. For a second her head was clear, the distress gone and the worry over. For a single minute she was alone and she didn’t need anything or anyone in the world. Mati inhaled, and with the breath came the scent and with the scent came the realization that she was alone and in the dark. Beneath that large oak Mati found no true comfort, only a hollow presence that began to creep up her spine. Silence surrounded her, and she was almost lost to the fact that she felt tears on her face.
There was a rustle in the sea of grasses, a noise among the daunting quiet. Her eyes lifted, her head rose from the hands that had been cradling it. Her knees were hugged close to her chest, and yet at the prospect of another being so close Mati unfolded her body and rose quickly. On her feet her violet eyes looked out beyond the foliage of the great oak. The wind was to her back, and it did not bring the scent of the stranger to her nose. Fear gripped her, the unknown bringing a chill and making her fur bristle. She took a tentative step, now feeling the safety as well as the captivity that the large tree provided.
A figure stood in the distance, and though Mati was unsure whom it was she called out the name of the only one that she wanted to see. “Haven?” as much as she didn’t want to confront the feelings that outraged her, and as much as she wished she didn’t have to talk about all that had happened Mati hoped it was her brother.
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