Snippet #15038

Takeshi smiled at her show of teeth and feeble hiss, but he understood how such a reaction could be provoked and intended to do nothing to make himself seem more threatening. The way she acted was primitive, even but his standards so he took the way he would have to an elder family member and lowered himself gracefully to the floor. He new in all truth if she ran he would catch her, he was strong and fast even for his kind; it was a small pride built out of looking after people. The way he lowered himself was not in any way human, more like a cat, leaning on his other form to make it fluid and easy. His legs folded beneath him, binging his chest and head parallel to the ground. He stayed that way for a minute, his ears pivoting to listen to her breathing and how she might move without ever looking up from the dusty earth. As he sat there he contemplated the ways in which he would get her to come back, she would hurt herself if she ran around in the city to long, it happened to everyone.

Her words sounded rough, further extending his idea that she was not quite used to the ideas of society or any form of humanity. He looked up, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he did so. It was a quick glance, unsure if his wild eyes would frighten her, but he needed to see her posture to judge what he should do. He hunkered down on the floor, slowly moving into a crossed leg position, it showed that he trusted her not to run off, even if it was a lie. He reached back, pulling out the bow from his hair and watching her began to move it through his fingers, working and reworking it back up’ away from his face. He did this to show he had time, even though he new Yuzu would soon get impatient and come fond them. He kept his eyes down, she had fallen so heavily before, there must be something wrong with her, otherwise she wouldn’t have needed the help.

“That’s good.” He spoke softly, as ever trying to be tender and sincere in his words. “What was wrong with you before?” He asked with a simple gesture of his hand. He was very unused to being so gentle, really it was good practice for him. Being in the city meant they would once more have to open their doors to guests; guests who would not take his rough feral behaviour to well. They needed another client soon, not that they were short on money, just that they had been bought up to know the value of work. He traced little drawings into the dusty earth before him, hoping to draw her in with curiosity about him. His skin had begun to itch again and he knew they would have to take another run tomorrow, but that would have to wait.

“Do you want us to leave you?” He asked glancing up. “We have a place where you can come and go as you please.. Food, shelter and warmth; you are welcome to come with us. My sister would like to see you safe as would the other woman. She was most distressed when you fell. DO you remember the women who were with me?” He asked, touching his finger to the floor. Tracing a circle on it, he smiled, sure that the young girl would come back with them. He did not want to think of chasing her, it would trigger to many instincts that he would have to take out after he handed her over to the woman. She was a small scrap of a girl, she did not need the memories of being chased through the field in the morning. It would be better for her to wake happy in a bed. He looked up at her, obviously deciding enough time had been given and he needed his answers.