Taila POV
Deep in the woods, leaves falling of red and yellow falling around me, the first hint that winter is approaching is in the air. The sweet smell of pinecones and water from the creek fills my nostril's as I follow a narrow pigs trial exploring the area. Brushing against a bush I jump as I startle a rabbit, making me stumble and fall down a small embankment into a pill of mud giving myself a scrap on my left arm from my hand up to my elbow. That's going to hurt in the morning. Brushing myself off, twigs snap behind me making me jump and turn around, a small gasp comes from me with what I am facing. A beautiful pair of the greenest eyes I have ever seen, attached to an extremely large leopard, a snow leopard that is just sitting. Sitting and watch me. With the urge to pet it, I take a step forward, I should be scared, I should be running for my life. Screaming for help. But I feel calm. I feel the need to touch it. As I take one step forward it doesn't move. I take another, it lays down. Three more steps and I reach down to just touch the fur. This can't be happening. This isn't real, there is now way a wild animal would allow this to happen.
I kneel down beside the massive beast; it relaxes into my touch. "Are you hurt?" wait did I just talk to it? It shakes its head. "You can understand me?" It sits up, stretching taller than me, towering over me as I stay seated on the forest floor. It circles me, but I am not afraid. Oh it's male. "You are beautiful" It sniffs my hair. Why am I not afraid? The beast pauses as I talk to it, almost as if it is listening to my every word. "Can I touch you?" The beast comes and faces me and sits. He takes a long sniff of my neck and then lays his head in my lap. I take that as he is giving me permission. With caution I slowly reach my hand to the top of his head and slowly rub it. I heard a rumble and jerk my hand back. As I look into his eyes I see sadness, and I here a slight whimper. He takes his snout and pushes on my hand. I let him take the lead on how he wants me to touch him. Maybe I scared him. As he pushes his massive head into my hand I close my eyes and sigh and reach out with my other hand not realizing what I am doing and pull his head towards mine and place my forehead against his.
Laying with the beast on the floor, I should be cold, but instead I feel warm. With a feeling that nothing can compare to, I take a deep breathe and let out a sigh. "Why are you here? I mean why are you here with me?" I ponder as to why this allusive creature is here with me, allowing me this privilege and honor of its presence. "Why did you choose me?" I can't help but wonder why he is sitting with me. Why am I special?
The beast sniffs my arm noticing I am bleeding. I hear a whimper from him as he nudges my bleeding arm as if he is asking to look at it. I hold it up and as I move it his tongue rolls out of his mouth and licks my arm which send shiver down my body. I'm still not scared, as I look down, he is still licking my arm sending waves of shivers all over my body making my feel things I haven't felt before. Feelings of lust, love, longing and trust. I have the unbelievable feeling of the upmost trust for this creature, fulling aware that it will not hurt me. I am not sure why I know this, but I am positive he would never hurt me no matter what. My arm is tingling with a weird sensation, I pull it away from the beast and look at it and it is healing, almost completely healed. "How did you do that?" He healed me.
I stretch out my arms and then yawn covering my mouth in embarrassment. The beast sees my tiredness and gets up and curls around my back laying down. He feels so warm. He is so big. I lay back snuggling into his body getting comfortable. Drifting off to sleep I feel him sniffing my hair once again.
I feel strong arms wrapping around my legs and behind my back picking me up. I open my eyes just slightly to try and see what is going on and catch a glimpse of the most captivating emerald green eyes I have ever seen. My lips curve up into a slight smile with me smelling the most amazing scent of fresh snow and pine, relaxing to the point of snuggling in closer to the rock hard bare chest of the emerald green eyed god that has me wrapped up in his arms.
I feel as if I am floating on a cloud of snow as the breeze blows hints of pint over me. Lips caress my forehead as I hear someone say "Rest love. I will never let you go now that I have found you. You are home." I feel myself being laid down on a cold service and stir around feeling for the warmth that once held onto me. Cracking my eyes opens and giving a whimper of disappointment as I see the bare back full of ripped muscles walking out the door of my cabin.
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Do you think Taila will remember Bronx if she seen him again?
Do you the that she will recognize Bryson my his eyes?
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