La'Ca Cavataio
Little Tea Pot
Nuzzling her face into Aly’s neck, La’Ca was using Aly’s body to absorb any tears that might slip out. Sadness was a feeling she had not felt since she was brought back. It has always been fun times. This feeling had been foreign to the body. The poor girl was really out of sorts.
La’Ca held Aly firmly still. The other feeling she was having was so old. Like it was not there and now appeared. She had felt a missing piece but always saw the shards floating around, so she assumed it was one of those. Never thought a person could be the piece. Why would she think that when she had Petra and Mira in her life. They were there from her first life. She never questioned it.
“I don’t know…” She started with a little weakly, but each word got firmer and stronger until the last two words which were confident and powerful in tone. "I might have chosen to forget, or another had a hand in it, my pet.”
Eye sprung wide open. There was a panic in her. Breaking the hug and lean back away from Aly, where did that come from? Why did it slip as they did? She was the pet. She belonged to Mira, and they belonged to Petra. Why this… why any of this. What the heck was happening to her mind. La’Ca was having a breakdown of sorts in front of her wife, nooo… that was her late wife back from the dead. Her eyes remained big as a little of horror took over her face.
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]
La’Ca held Aly firmly still. The other feeling she was having was so old. Like it was not there and now appeared. She had felt a missing piece but always saw the shards floating around, so she assumed it was one of those. Never thought a person could be the piece. Why would she think that when she had Petra and Mira in her life. They were there from her first life. She never questioned it.
“I don’t know…” She started with a little weakly, but each word got firmer and stronger until the last two words which were confident and powerful in tone. "I might have chosen to forget, or another had a hand in it, my pet.”
Eye sprung wide open. There was a panic in her. Breaking the hug and lean back away from Aly, where did that come from? Why did it slip as they did? She was the pet. She belonged to Mira, and they belonged to Petra. Why this… why any of this. What the heck was happening to her mind. La’Ca was having a breakdown of sorts in front of her wife, nooo… that was her late wife back from the dead. Her eyes remained big as a little of horror took over her face.
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]