[a half-asleep herbivore is one that can wake fully at any given moment, at any sudden noise or a shift in atmosphere of an animal's quiet approach. there's always been something to Legosi with the way her world seems to bend towards him, like a small space rock caught in a much larger planet's pull. she's awake before he approaches her, head still resting at her knees but black eyes wide open and staring down at the ground. there's that familiar flash of instinct, of fear and unease of a large animal approaching, a rise in her heartrate, but she pushes down against it, refusing to stir until he within reach.
Let him come. try as she might to stay still, her ear twitches at the thought, feeling a warm bitterness welling up inside her. I'm not chasing after him.
a rabbit's sense of smell is much weaker than that of a wolf's, but she can still smell him, just as large and as encompassing as his form. it's not just him though, it's other scents. blood being the strongest; blood which sets hers to ice. and when the atmosphere shifts again as he reaches towards her, body tensed even more, both ears twitching as his hand comes in contact with her head, gentle and warm and heavy, she remains in her curled up position.
she feels angry, she feels sad. she's feeling a lot of things, but most agitating of all she feels relief in being touched by him.
Haru lets the silence following his apology hang in the air, hoping his hand stays against her but also wanting nothing to do with him.]
I'm mad at you. [her voice is small even though she wants to make herself big and angry. tears are welling up in her eyes beyond her control.] I'm so angry I-- [she looks up and whatever she was going to say gets caught in her throat.]
You-- [she falls forward onto her knees, hands coming up to hold his face, the white fur on her hands no doubt getting stained red from his blood.] You look awful! [her hands tense against his face, squeezing him out of anger which probably doesn't feel like much coming from a small and weak rabbit like her.]
Your apology doesn't mean anything with you looking like this!
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Let him come. try as she might to stay still, her ear twitches at the thought, feeling a warm bitterness welling up inside her. I'm not chasing after him.
a rabbit's sense of smell is much weaker than that of a wolf's, but she can still smell him, just as large and as encompassing as his form. it's not just him though, it's other scents. blood being the strongest; blood which sets hers to ice. and when the atmosphere shifts again as he reaches towards her, body tensed even more, both ears twitching as his hand comes in contact with her head, gentle and warm and heavy, she remains in her curled up position.
she feels angry, she feels sad. she's feeling a lot of things, but most agitating of all she feels relief in being touched by him.
Haru lets the silence following his apology hang in the air, hoping his hand stays against her but also wanting nothing to do with him.]
I'm mad at you. [her voice is small even though she wants to make herself big and angry. tears are welling up in her eyes beyond her control.] I'm so angry I-- [she looks up and whatever she was going to say gets caught in her throat.]
You-- [she falls forward onto her knees, hands coming up to hold his face, the white fur on her hands no doubt getting stained red from his blood.] You look awful! [her hands tense against his face, squeezing him out of anger which probably doesn't feel like much coming from a small and weak rabbit like her.]
Your apology doesn't mean anything with you looking like this!