Re: Your sheets feel like winter...
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 9:49 am
The hesitance of the apearing feline being, didn't bother Kayler.. It was normal for an animal to realise what she was, and just run away instantly. It actually made her curious on why the cat didn't just run away like any other cat.
Honestly... would a vampire be so low as to kill and feed on a small unsatisfying cat. Rather a tiger would be more appetizing. Something that would actually fill her up, rather than sucking down on a child's juice pouch, leaving you more thirsty than before, like salt water.
The word slaughterer hung in the house cat's head. Not surprising. Even if she did want to feed upon this cat, the cat couldnt out run her, and she could snap the cat like a dead leaf in the fall. She could drain her body within a matter of miliseconds, and she could have already done this as soon as the cat's scent reached her nostrils, but she didnt. Obviously this cat didn't know very much about vampires.
This cat's claws would brush Kayler's skin like a feather. Her teeth would probaly chip away after forcing themselves down onto icy cold, stone hard skin. They would grate away as if being filed away on cement. Fighting Kayler back would be pointless, any defensive move would be helpless. The cat would be dead already, if Kayler decided to hurt it. Yet Kayler wasn't one to like, deciding another being's fate.
A burning warth brushed against the palm of Kaylers hand, she smiled a little. "Feeling brave are you?" She used her nails to scratch behind the cat's ears. The cats paws stepped upon her knee, as much as it shouldnt have, it surprised Kayler. Another living thing's touch was un believable to her, as much as words meant to her, a kind touch felt like a band-aid on her emotions.
Kayler looked into the cat's eyes. She knew it wasn't a cat, yet she decided to play along with it. "What do you want, pretty girl?" Kayler tilted her head and ran her hand down the cat's back and slid her hand softly around her tail and repeated the process.
Honestly... would a vampire be so low as to kill and feed on a small unsatisfying cat. Rather a tiger would be more appetizing. Something that would actually fill her up, rather than sucking down on a child's juice pouch, leaving you more thirsty than before, like salt water.
The word slaughterer hung in the house cat's head. Not surprising. Even if she did want to feed upon this cat, the cat couldnt out run her, and she could snap the cat like a dead leaf in the fall. She could drain her body within a matter of miliseconds, and she could have already done this as soon as the cat's scent reached her nostrils, but she didnt. Obviously this cat didn't know very much about vampires.
This cat's claws would brush Kayler's skin like a feather. Her teeth would probaly chip away after forcing themselves down onto icy cold, stone hard skin. They would grate away as if being filed away on cement. Fighting Kayler back would be pointless, any defensive move would be helpless. The cat would be dead already, if Kayler decided to hurt it. Yet Kayler wasn't one to like, deciding another being's fate.
A burning warth brushed against the palm of Kaylers hand, she smiled a little. "Feeling brave are you?" She used her nails to scratch behind the cat's ears. The cats paws stepped upon her knee, as much as it shouldnt have, it surprised Kayler. Another living thing's touch was un believable to her, as much as words meant to her, a kind touch felt like a band-aid on her emotions.
Kayler looked into the cat's eyes. She knew it wasn't a cat, yet she decided to play along with it. "What do you want, pretty girl?" Kayler tilted her head and ran her hand down the cat's back and slid her hand softly around her tail and repeated the process.