(Private) NM and Zeke's RP!

[NightmareMoon]

Mila ran outside her cave. They are gone too. What did I do? She thought about going back to the cliff, but instead, ran towards the edge of the pridelands, and waited for someone to kill her. Her back was turned to pride rock, so she wouldn't be able to see anyone if they were coming.

[Zeke]

Zeke slowly creeped along the creek bed listening the water slowly trickle into the puddles of mud. He was travelling what would be upstream if the ditch was full and his paws were getting caked with mud. Rustling above caught his attention. He froze and listened. It had not the loud pounding noise of a male's large paws smacking the ground, but the soft padding of a lioness'. Zeke slowly climbed up the side of the creek and came up to a familiar figure. Mila sat with her back facing pride rock, her head hung low. Making no noise, Zeke walked up behind her and placed his foreleg around her soft shoulders.

[NightmareMoon]

Mila felt something over her shoulders. She thought it was an attacker at first, but the paws were gentle. She didn't turn around. If the creature holding her was an enemy, she didn't care if she died. If it was a friend, she didn't care what they had to say. She just wanted to die.

After almost a complete minute of just sitting, Mila turned around to face the creature. When she saw him, she jumped out of his hold. "Your... your dead." She said. "Your not alive... it's just my mind playing tricks on me.." She said aloud. "Your not real. Go away!" She yelled, and ran.

[Zeke]

"Mila, wait! No!" Zeke called out after the distressed lioness. He sprinted after her and quickly cut her off. "Mila, its me. I'm alive," He said softly. He held his ground infront of her, giving her a deep stare with his bright yellow eyes. His legs twitched slightlly at the possibility of Mila running away again. He didn't want to lose her this time.

[NightmareMoon]

Mila slowly backed away. "No... your not..." She said, shaking her head. "Your not real" She repeated. She looked into his eyes. "I wish you were real.." She said in a very depressed manner. She began to cry. "Why am I torturing myself! Zeke is DEAD!" She screamed. "Just GO AWAY!"

[Zeke]

"No Mila. Its going to be ok," He started. "I'm still here and will always be here for you." Zeke paused and looked harder into the deep blue eyes that were in distress. He was worried that Mila would run away again because if she did, he knew that there would be little he could do to convince her.

[NightmareMoon]

Mila looked up. "What?" She asked. She hadn't even remembered that. "It's... you? It's really you?" She asked, unsure of herself.

[Zeke]

Zeke stared hard at Mila and loosened up his body. Good, I'm finally getting through to her, He thought as the tension started to go away. "Why would I lie to you Mila?" He asked

[NightmareMoon]

"You could just be my mind playing tricks on me." She snapped back. She was unsure of how to feel about the current situation. She was torn between it being her imagination or it being real.

[Zeke]

"Well, if I'm not real then what is this?" Zeke lowered his head to Mila's and kissed her velvet muzzle. He pulled away and stared at her. "Am I still fake?" He asked.