[Bren was distracted with his new found friend, the first beginnings of a smile starting over his face -- though it felt strange, as if those muscles had been so unused these past few years that they had begun to atrophy. Being out, being free was overwhelming in a way, the world so big without stone walls and locked doors around him. He was somewhere between exhilaration and terror, though stronger than any of those was the determination not to be going back to Trent's clutches. Ever again.
So the sound of a voice sent a jolt of fear through him. The cat climbing up to his shoulder soothed that slightly. It was an oddly familiar feeling, and Bren moved to stand, supporting this strange, warm cat as he did. He forced himself to take a breath. None of Ikithon's people would be out here looking for a cat.]
Frumpkin? Is that you?
[A quiet murmur as if he half expected the feline to answer. He hesitated though. He hesitated though, not sure if he should try to flee or hide from the approaching voice. Now he could hear the sounds of a horse. If he can he could be run down easily.
By the time Essek came into view, he'd find a gaunt, wide-eyed man, looking both hunted and haunted, dark circles that somehow served to make eyes even bright blue than their usual. He was still exhausted from the full moon the night before. No, he couldn't run, and so he froze, eventually managing to find his voice a moment later.]
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So the sound of a voice sent a jolt of fear through him. The cat climbing up to his shoulder soothed that slightly. It was an oddly familiar feeling, and Bren moved to stand, supporting this strange, warm cat as he did. He forced himself to take a breath. None of Ikithon's people would be out here looking for a cat.]
Frumpkin? Is that you?
[A quiet murmur as if he half expected the feline to answer. He hesitated though. He hesitated though, not sure if he should try to flee or hide from the approaching voice. Now he could hear the sounds of a horse. If he can he could be run down easily.
By the time Essek came into view, he'd find a gaunt, wide-eyed man, looking both hunted and haunted, dark circles that somehow served to make eyes even bright blue than their usual. He was still exhausted from the full moon the night before. No, he couldn't run, and so he froze, eventually managing to find his voice a moment later.]
Is... is this your cat?