-Caught in a crossfire-Acnestis-

[Sunburned Lily]

  Soaring delight fills his primordial heart as the female brushes past him towards the river. Pride, as well, that he his instincts to lead her to water were well placed, that she was pleased with his territory, his river. Quietly, he mimics her sigh, exhaling with a forceful crooning after Schism's tail. Such display of affection have been taught to him by the cat he had long ago imprinted on &, despite the lack of that instinctual voice guiding him on what to do concerning it, he knows she is indeed pleased.

  She seems on guard as she drinks. Acnestis rumbles, snout lifting high as he scents the air for any intruders, sharp eyes scanning the treeline. Only when she relaxes does he-- he takes a step closer to her, head lowering once more, settling down onto the cool grass. Wind whispers through the open stretch of the river as the cheetah speaks. Acnestis cocks his head to the side. Listening, but not understanding.

  He responds by finally meeting her eyes.