Creeping Dark rarely interacted with others. Even more rarely did she seek out their company. Until she'd found him.More cat than kin like she was, but he was the light to her dark. Sparkling and gleaming. She'd become entranced ...
And now they were going to have children.
Well, she was going to have children.
Creeping was curled up in the shade of some large foliage, tail idly flicking back and forth as she thought. She'd need a blessing. To ensure her kids were protected in case anything happened to her.
But, more importantly and immediately, she was going to need to hunt.
That evening, Sun-Cursed had chosen to go beyond the territory she shared with Smoldering Ember. Something about that night had called for her to go a little further than normal. She knew she'd have to start her return home a little (or a lot) sooner than normal but if there was anything she learned from Wayward Son was that routines and predictability were not always a good thing.