I was half inclined to turn my head at her approach, to drew the violet of my gaze from the pool of water that rippled and gleamed within the dappled light of the canopy above and yet...I didn’t need to turn to be aware of her presence, to be aware with every single part of my ethereal frame of every single part of her own. It is stronger than it has ever been, since the fall of the sky, the bond between my imprint, the bearer of my soul and myself is a force of unholy proportions. I have maintained some distance of course, after all, our arrangement was still much the same, despite the fact that I had gone to her first that night. The sky had fallen and I had gone to Cat Eye first- I’d had no choice then and I would have even less so now, the bond so intense and powerful between us seemed to have gripped itself around my soul with a force I hadn’t known existed. Perhaps it was my punishment, for saving my soul before my mate and yet....I had predicted this, once, long, long ago. Yet despite all that has occurred, despite the fact that my insides still bleed over Zeivah, over a desperate wish to touch her one last time, to speak to her, hell, I’d settle for a sight, even a scent- I cannot bring myself to regret the existence of Cat Eye. Perhaps these feelings are not true, I know indeed that I do not love her as I loved Zeivah, yet there is more than one way to love another and I know, truly, had I lost my soul that night I would not be here this day. They say she is my other half, that single perfect creature placed upon this earth and perhaps, had I been given the chance I would have chosen her on my own. That the choice had been robbed from me was no doubt the cause of any resentment I had against the girl and yet- it is as it is. I live and breathe for her, I follow her, though wether she knows of this or not I cannot say. I am never far, not anymore. I need her to breathe.

Though I am not so sure she knows that. Perhaps one such as she would not care, though indeed I do not believe she is all she pretends. An insight into another’s very soul will allow you to see that. I had chosen Zeivah in this life and time and time again I would make that choice. She was my Heart, my best friend, the mother of my children and the Queen of my empire though I would lie if I did not say my thoughts had never betrayed this. I had thought of Cat Eye when perhaps I should not have, when the depths of winter came and Zeivah could no longer be as she once was. Perhaps I am selfish, perhaps I am a creature more cruel then I believe and yet.....She is my soul, there is a draw, a pull, a desire beyond all that forever lingered within my mind. I am many, many things, but a betrayer is not one of them. I simply admit that my thoughts had lingered upon the dark girl when perhaps they should not have. To think is not to act and yet Zeivah exists no more and I find myself still saddled with a choice I did not wish. Her words brought a smirk to my lips, tail flicking as she moved about my form and sent static along my spine, muzzle reaching out of instinct to press against her, fleeting, but desperate in it’s desire to satisfy that hunger for her I could sate no longer. Perhaps it was time I found a new mate, lest Cat Eye bear the brunt of too much unwarranted affection. I still respect her choice though for as long as she lives I have every intention of seeking her touch. I have no reason to stay away anymore and indeed, I will admit it, even to the silence of my own mind. I’m lonely. I wasn’t supposed to sleep alone, never again.

“On the contrary, I find myself more sarcastic and narcissistic then ever I was before. Can’t you tell?”

I flared a grin towards her, shifting slightly, imperceptibly to appease my souls need to brush against her, feather light, as some part inside myself purred in sickening delight at this faint touch as we sat. Honestly my soul was the betrayer and yet, I didn’t have the energy to fight it anymore. Nor did I have the energy to comment about her shoulder. For as long as I had left to live I would be forced to suffer the sight of....that. I scowled before looking away, returning my gaze to her own as her tail traced a line along my flank and a chuckle hissed between my teeth.

“Proving others wrong tends to be my job, darling. Although, your not to bad at it yourself. What brings you to my waterfall today, hmm? Surely you didn’t seek to spend actual time willingly within my presence.”

Well, maybe a very small part of my ethereal self would have liked to believe as such. Of course, I had no doubts about my newfound bachelor status, nor my ability to appeal towards the opposite sex- I was simply, biding my time. Although, even I will admit to perhaps having noticed one other female....more so over the others a little recently. Then again perhaps I simply just enjoyed Zen’s company. I shrugged the thought away, returning my attention to my midnight hued imprint, content in this moment in her company though other thoughts teased and tugged at my mind.

“What now, Cat? What now?”

Hell, I didn't even know what that meant.



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The King