Sitting in the dark quietly could be seen as such a morbid thing. Yet there was nothing else for the meek woman to do. The electricity in the warehouse was out thanks to the lightning. So, with any entertainment that ran with electricity she was left to her own amusement. Always she could rely on a book, but with the lights dim enough as it was due to the candles she would rather not squint and simply just be at peace, if only for a moment. Lately the curly-haired woman hadn't been able to sleep as soundly as she used to. Always when Tobi was at her side while they slept she felt safe, comforted, protected, his presence easing her unspoken dark fears. Her nightmares never came when her feline friend was at her side, but without his presence she was left to the horrors and terrors of her memories. Sleep was a luxury that she hadn't been given. Every other day she would come here to feed him, play, and do what he wished, but not all the time would he stay and sleep in the hammock. Craving his presence, not just for sleep, but for companionship was what led her here- never questioning why he would change their rendezvous point, but always hoping he would stay a little bit longer. With the rain slamming down outside against the window pane, the hard drops pounding the roof with the darkness created a comfy time to start falling asleep. Eyes would start to close, her head tilted down as arms were crossed, and sitting in the chair waiting for Tobi to come. The loud clambering noise of the steel door being thrust open caused her eyes to flutter open in shock. Blinking rapidly at the dark kitchen she frantically searched around until her surroundings became familiar.

Hearing Tobi's purr and the figure of the spotted leopard stalking towards her, tense frame would relax slowly, quite happy to see him. As she gestured towards the plate of raw steak on the table she didn't flinch when he leapt on the table. Although she shook her head with disapproval sighing softly as she watched the spotted jungle cat drag the raw steaks away from her and to the other side of the table. As the candles shook, from his sudden leap on the table, she quickly tried to save the candles using her telekinesis to keep them still and upright. With the candles standing still once more and hearing the satisfied purr come from her companion, blue-grey eyes looked wistfully at the plate. Always when they ate together she didn't eat so much, giving most of the portions to him and only taking the meager left overs. It could be because he always took the entire thing without sharing or it was because of the subtle understanding- he was male he was above and he always got the first share leaving anything left if he pleased. Besides, she hardly was given anything to eat in her pack so she learned how to curb her hunger. With his form turned back to the vulnerability of human flesh, a twinge of a smile appeared, a nod of approval glad to see the boy fully clothed. With him now off the table and the light from the candle flickering once more a familiar shape could be seen on the dish and her arms outstretched quickly reaching for the plate and dragging it back towards her. One pink tongue quickly went over her lips, her head turned to him, a brief look shot his way, hoping so much that he wouldn't try to take it from her. With no sudden movements towards the steak her hands would grab it and she would quickly sink her pearly whites into the tasty treat. Eating far too fast than usual, no silverware used something she always seemed to do yet tonight there was no need...it was raw food after all. As the boy continued to move around she would only turn her eyes towards him when he spoke up. With the steak completely gone she would simply watch the boy strut, confused as to why he was walking in such a way. Nodding her head with confirmation from his exclamation a polite grin appeared, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink in the candle light.

"Yes, you are very pretty...you have really pretty eyes...but...you are walking funny."

Gentle eyes would widen at the sudden realization she voiced what was going on in her head. Eyes would shift from him and immediately go towards one of the candles. The shadows from the little flame casting haunting shadows on her mauled face. His next comment caused the poor girl to shift a bit in her chair, almost as if she were turning away from him. Although it he comment was kind hearing anything as a compliment was still unusual for her. Without knowing how to react, or even what to say, her long nimble fingers would nervously entwine. Feeling his dark gaze on her, she would shift her hands upwards and catch them in her soft luscious curls. Timidly her slim fingers twisted around those brown curls, the fire light highlighting her stands with a warm gold. But suddenly whatever warmth she felt from his words was casted aside. Her mind acting as any girls mind would when the boy they liked made a comment that caused them to overthink such things. He said she was nice, but not pretty. It was almost like a slap to the face. Realization hit her, and that painful ache in her chest started to grow, as her fingers continued to twirl around the curls. While he spoke of his looks and merely complimented on her action. Not once had she ever considered herself shallow, but like any girl, a small part of her wished to know that her appearance could be approved. But of course that was not so. Her pack and father made sure of that. Hiding her disappointment perfectly, she bashfully played off his compliment not daring to look at him, as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, I try to be nice all the time."

Seeing him continue to strut from the corner of her eye she would turn her face to look at him, watching him carefully. Tilting her head to the side curiously she noticed the familiar shape of the titanium pocket watch's chain sitting along his dark neck. Why he was still wearing the watch, she did not know it, but she was flattered that he was. But she couldn't help but wonder just what his pack would think. A werefeline wearing a watch with a wolf on it. She would make a mental note to try and get that watch changed, perhaps a different engraved creature needed to be on it. A different small smile appeared on her mauled façade as she gingerly asked her question in a polite manner, hoping not to offend him.

"Why are you walking like that, you seem really happy, did something good happen today?"

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven