Snow Days

The tigress sank over him, as the lion collapsed in the snow with the playful energy of a kitten. She hadn’t before found someone willing to – or even capable of, for that matter – play with a full grown tiger. Even if her intentions were pure and she would never hope of hurting someone, a tiger was a tiger, even if there was a woman’s soul wearing the fur. She growled softly, curling one side of her lip with open jaws as his paw swatted towards her. Rhea thoroughly enjoyed this. She had no idea who the man inside of the lion was. She had no idea if he had come out here with a purpose or just to explore. Hells, she didn’t even know his name. At that moment, however, none of that mattered. At that moment, they were two wild animals who met by chance and were bonded easily by a familiarity of species. That was more than enough for her. With a quick puff of air, Rhea pushed off of the lion and leaped over him easily, sinking in the snow and bounding forward a few steps. She stopped and looked back at him, her golden eyes wide and eager with a slight twitch of one ear to see if he was going to chase after her. Then, she started trotting forward again, as gracefully as she could in the thick blanket of snow. Remi rhea Be Humble, But Be A Beast