Word Count → 377 :: OOC
The smell of the withered flower was faint and Keldava’s nose easily detected the scent of a canine approaching her despite it’s presence. At first her hackles rose and she started to growl but then the wind shifted and the scent was blown stronger into her face, strong enough that she could recognise it as someone familiar. Sure enough Blue soon appeared, following his scent out of the trees, footsteps marking his progress. Keldava smirked lightly at his attempts to sneak up on her – it had been a long time since anyone or anything had managed that, hunting so often had honed her senses – and without turning to face him, called out, ”Being awful quiet there Blue, girl might think you were trying to creep up on her.” The tone was lighter and happier than she had been for quite a while, her mood temporarily lifted at the presence of a friendly face.
Blue had certainly changed since the last time Keldava had seen him. Before he had been shrimpy, now he was only a fraction smaller than her and in possession of a body fast becoming that of an adult. Blue’s wandering eyes weren’t noticed as Keldava was too busy doing pretty much the same thing – though her reasons were more for curiosity at how he had changed than anything else. She found her voice when Blue spoke, telling her he had left the flowers for her. ”Umm, thanks.” she said uncertainly, not really getting the point of giving someone plants that had no use as a gift, but appreciating the thought anyway. On her shoulder Devini dropped the petal she had been trying to eat and peered curiously at Blue, letting out a squeak in a tone that Keldava had come to understand as “What the hell is that?”, though doubtless the literal translation was less crude than Keldava’s.
Keldava’s mood soured when Blue noticed her scars – it had been foolish to hope he hadn’t, Keldava wasn’t blind and was well aware he was interested in her body, just too naïve to realise WHAT him being interested in her body meant – but having to talk about it still soured what had been turning into a good mood. ”My mother.” she said in a clipped voice. Normally the sight of Blue bowing and talking in that odd, formal tone would have amused her but now it barely made an impact.
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