04-09-2018, 12:01 AM
[div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]the moon is just a sliver; the perfect night to view the stars as there is no light pollution reflecting off the satellite's surface. but melantha doesn't give a rat's ass about that. no, the only reason why she wanders from place to place is that her den does not feel like home. for the first time in months, mel is truly safe, and now sleep evades her. it's as if she simply can never win. mountain lions are naturally active in the nighttime, so her insomnia makes sense. but she's trying very hard to get herself on the same sleeping schedule at the rest of the clan which is mainly active during the daytime. since sleep is nigh impossible, she takes herself out on a walk. the cold air chills her somewhat, but it is not too terribly freezing. plus, it helps clear her head. it's nice to just be...in the moment. the young wildcat approaches an area which contains several residential caves, intending to potentially seek out a new place to live. something that suited her better than her current quarters. as she passes by, she spots a solitary creature in the distance. curious as to why another person still lurks around after twilight, she creeps closer. the wind shifts, and a familiar scent reaches her olfactory senses: london.
from the time melantha first met london and jacob, she knew that they were too good to be true. no one can possibly be so kind and happy and good without having something off about them. thus far, the young wildcat has not found out jacob's secret, but the moment she happened upon london speaking to herself, she knew. the girl is crazy. the awkward thing is that mel is too close. she cannot just turn around and walk away without it seeming weird, but she already interrupted london talking to herself. oh maker, why does this have to happen to her? holding back an uncomfortable grimace, melantha turns her gaze to the telescope. "what is that?" she asks. it is a genuine question. she has never seen something like it before, as she grew up in a traditionalist home far from the influence of human technology. there was not even a road for hundreds of miles.
from the time melantha first met london and jacob, she knew that they were too good to be true. no one can possibly be so kind and happy and good without having something off about them. thus far, the young wildcat has not found out jacob's secret, but the moment she happened upon london speaking to herself, she knew. the girl is crazy. the awkward thing is that mel is too close. she cannot just turn around and walk away without it seeming weird, but she already interrupted london talking to herself. oh maker, why does this have to happen to her? holding back an uncomfortable grimace, melantha turns her gaze to the telescope. "what is that?" she asks. it is a genuine question. she has never seen something like it before, as she grew up in a traditionalist home far from the influence of human technology. there was not even a road for hundreds of miles.