save me from bloodshed / return

[S. Mortem]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri; line-height: 110%"]"Sola?"

There's a pause in her steps, head turning, ears lightly falling back. She swears she imagined hearing her name, as if she somehow caught it within the low whistle of the wind. It would make sense, considering how unsteady she is, and she's sure not to get her hopes up until she hears what follows. It's a rather immediate reaction - the way she shifts her body to face the direction in which the voice is coming from, allowing large paws to clumsily carry her until she reaches the duo. There's another pause as she stares, wide-eyed, barely paying attention to her own body as she moves forward some more, passing Ayon with only a brief glance, having to keep herself from leaping at the snow leopard. After all, wouldn't that only remind him of his attacker? Of his death? With a sharp inhale, she can feel the light, worried crinkle of her face.

"Pres..." Sola is trying to smile, although it falls flat, as she's still rather stuck on what occurred at the meeting. The best she can do is gently lay her head on his own, if he allows it, trying to keep her breathing calm and steady, despite the increasingly rapid beat of her heart.