The silence lingered when Vieira offered nothing and she noticed the change in atmosphere when Kaena stood. Slowly, her golden eyes opened to see the shadow of the elder closing in on her. Her muscles tensed out of reflex and her claws extended onto the stone floor. She even held her breath for a long moment before she could figure out what the woman was doing. Even then, she was clueless, and noticed the others head closing in on her own. She flinched unnaturally and did her best to shake it off as if it did not happen after all. She knew she should not move when something was coming, that she had to remain still, but the chance she might be hit took control and the flinch lasted only a second.
Vieira felt the hot breath of the hybrid and her entire body remained still, feeling the strain in her lungs from holding her breath but she did not let it escape. It was not until the unusual lick and when Kaena pulled away did Vieira slowly exhaled. The received affection was odd and she did not know the reason or source for such an action but did not question it. Instead, the woman spoke and her voice sounded oddly stressed about the situation as a whole. The woman lifted her head an inch or two to try and catch a glimpse of her expression to determine the exact meaning but found she could not read her. The woman did not know how to read Kaena just yet. Her former owners had a limited amount of facial expressions and she could tell when something was wrong and when she was in trouble.
"I am happy if you are happy, miss Kaena," she stated as an explanation. Unfortunately, it was true and had always been that way. It might not have been the sort of happiness the hybrid had felt in her life time but instead a feeling of comfort for a short period of time. If her owners were happy, she was not being beaten or abused and temporarily she could relax. It was not often that this happened and she had ever been exposed to happiness in any other way. She did not even necessarily know the meaning of such a thing. All her emotions were limited to a degree or exaggerated in others. Happiness was one she had been shorted on when sadness was another she knew all too well.
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