One thing Abhimani had not counted on gaining in his rather undignified fall top earth was a rather irritating, noisy puppy. Leah, lialh Lailah whatever her name was had not left him alone for the last 8 days she insisted on hounding him, not a minute of peace.
Abhimani had left the rag tag group as soon as possible mostly because he couldn’t stand there company and if he was completely honest he was mildly unsettled by some of them. He had not counted however on his chosen to follow yapping after him.
Abhimani sighed. Why would she not leave? Had he not made his distain of her clear but there was little else he could do he would not lower himself into striking her…not yet he had some pride left. Which has done you a whole lot of good so far. Abhimani hissed squashing the voiced at the back of his head.
She was beautiful he supposed but too fragile, too soft and so easily broken. She does not belong with me. She’s far too weak, pathetic innocent whispered the little voice again. Abhimani rolled his eyes and settled down for some sleep on the forest floor to take his mind off foolish matters.
As soft shaking woke him up from a rather pleasant dream with falling wild flowers. “Hey. Wake up. I have something to tell you,” she whispered quietly. “Well don’t just stand there, speak quickly”.
There was no twinge of guilt at the hurt in her eyes. None at all.