Eyes watched as he rose to meet her step. There seemed to be a mask stripped from his face as he looked to her, and Anu did not know how long he had been wearing his true face. But she was certain that it was not the same as when she had first met him, even just as they hunted and began to speak this day. Had she been able to climb some barrier that he had place? Anu did not feel as if she had just scaled a tall mountain of his repressed emotions, her belly full and her body content with its much needed meal. But there was something that showed that had not before, though the ocher fire that kindled in each iris was the same as always.
“I don’t.” She answered, happy to have the guidance and the company on her way back to Crimson Dreams. It was not intention to draw him further from the clan that he led, but in truth Anu did not know how close they were to the borders or where they pack lie from where they had taken the deer.
Her light colored form felt the energy of their feast filter into her veins, and she wore a satisfied and yet wiry smile. In their steps she quickened slightly, turning and waiting for him to follow in the mock sort of chase that she idly teased him with. Blue eyes caught the sight of him over her shoulder. The scar along his maw, the weakened yellow that lay in his eye. She trusted the male, just as she would anyone that called her home theirs. And yet she knew he held a past that was littered with memories darkened by circumstance and judgment. Anu thought he held a righteous ruling, his god leading him through the dark that surround the clan and family that he cared so deeply for. And she knew not what had caused that scar, nor the small misstep in his fore limb as they had taken their meal. Her scars were few, thin and hidden. They told a story that she could keep close to her heart and revel only if she felt fit. But his were as plain as the Sun’s face. In the moment that it took for him to catch her, Anu wondered what it was that drew them together, what it was that made him believe her when her very species told him not to. Questions that banged at her minds door, and yet Anu felt a simple contentment their silence. The meaning of a scar was not worth breaking it.