Phoebe flinched first, the sudden action causing Silver to instinctually pounce. She dashed to the side, weaving left, right, away from his lunges. Her feet sunk into the grass and the wet, dredged-up earth. He dropped onto all fours, tail twitching, hips waggling.
She kept her eyes on him, her face hard and determined. Each time he got close to catching her, Phoebe yelped and hollered- while at first it was out of frustration, the noises soon became playful, the same cries she gave when she was jumping into a mountain lake.
After only moments, Silver blocked her path before she even knew what path she was taking. His vision had become so attuned to her movements, and the more Phoebe ran the more of a hunter he became. She could only escape him for so long; when he hooked his claws into her hips and felled her, Phoebe didn't struggle. Not when he was already cutting right through bone.
Her heart hammered in her rib cage as he looked down at his prey. The chase had been quick.
Silver drew out everything that followed.
06.23.2025
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Readers I promise I don't have a kink for people getting all wet and muddy. I just can't put Silver indoors. He would wreck everything. I'm workshopping it
Also Katabasis turned 5 this month! Happy birthday Katabasis!!