Learning To Love (Werewolfgrrly and UruSarabiNala)

[Dark Huntress]

Jela leapt up after Sevvy as gracefully as a leopard, her lithe body weaving in and out of the branches she slipped under and over. She was surprised to find herself near the top of the tree. She laid down, stretching her thin, long legged body, her white spotted coat glowing in the waning light. Her tail twitched slightly at the end as she laid her head on her paws and stared out at the setting sun.

[Scars Mate]

Sevvy followed her, somewhat clumsily. He yawned and settled himself in the branch below her- he felt more comfortable this way.he stretched his neck, snuggled close to the tree trunk, and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela let herself drift off into sleep, her dreams welcoming and pleasant for once.

[Scars Mate]

*next morning*

Sevvy yawned. His eyes felt like they were glued together. He looked at the sun. It was nearly above them. Which meant he had slept for... Well over 12 hours. Oh dear, he thought. I wonder if Jela's up yet . He stood up, and was relieved to find his leg was in reasonable shape. It wa almost perfect, except for the small twinge in his ankle. As he turne his head up to look at Jela, he was bombarded with all of his memorie from the previous night. Jela, the lions, the god-forsaken hole he had gotten stuck in, and the way Jela was- care free and happy. He wondered if it would last. Only on way to find out!, he thought, and stoop up on his hind legs to wake up Jela.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela turned to look at Sevvy just as he was about to prod her with one of his large forepaws. "Look who's finally up." She said, smiling a little. "Ready to go?" She dropped to the ground lightly and gave him a sly, expectant look.

[Scars Mate]

He grinned and leapt down after her. 'How long was I asleep- actually, I don't are. I haven't slept that well in ages'. He gave a large yawn. He stretched his legs, his muscles prominent through his fur. He was consciously aware of Jela watching him.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela shrugged, mentally musing how muscular Sevvy actually was beneath his fluffy fur. "Oh." She shook her head, bringing herself out of her self-induced daze. "Quite a few hours after dawn-six or seven I should say." She was privately glad that Sevvy had been asleep-the lions beneath the tree would've aroused his curiosity once more and he would probably be much more pressing this time.
Jela sighed. She had to tell him, even if it did put him in more danger, he deserved to know. "Sevvy." Her voice was a little weak, quite the opposite of its normal tone. "I need to tell you something." She looked at the ground, not wanting to meet his sky-blue eyes. "It's about my past. I know you saw the lions, they were talking about me. The one giving orders-he's my mate. Or he was, anyway." She took a deep breath and stood up tall and straight.
"I should start from the beginning." She smiled weakly. "When I was a cub my parents were killed in front of me by Renako, my ex-mate's father. Renako made his father spare my sister and I, and we became playmates. He promised me he would never be like his father. But when he became king, things changed. I became his betrothed long before though, and we married before he changed. Now, my sister tended to be a bit of a free spirit and liked to wander, and Renako did not like this, for some odd reason. He started to punish her for her wanderings. One day he-" Jela choked a little-"He hit her too hard, and she died. With her unborn cub." Jela closed her eyes to make the tears melt away.
A few moments later she resumed, exhaling deeply before doing so. "I naturally became angry at Renako and he began to hit me and smack me around and say things." She began to cry, surprising herself. "He made me have a miscarriage, so I ran." She smiled faintly through her tears. "I used to be happy and carefree and even sweet on occasion." She gave Sevvy a sorrowful look. She couldn't tell if he was angry, or hurt, or both.

[Scars Mate]

His jaw tried to drop, but he wouldn't let it. Her story was so alike his... Why didn't she tell him in thvfirst place? He wasn't annoyed or angry, just sad that this happy Jela had been lost. He sighed, deeply. He nodded to her, a started to walk towards the slight smell of wildebeest.

[Dark Huntress]

Jela watched Sevvy walk away. "You aren't mad at me, are you?" She looked at the ground. "I should've told you, but I hate showing that I care...and..." She trailed off.

[Scars Mate]

'No... Just... Disappointed.' Emotion ran thick in his voice, and he started to move faster. He didn't want to see her. And he was disappointed... Because she hasn't told him. Ad he trusted her with his past, and she hadnt done the same. And what made I worse, was the fact Taft they were so alike, but she hasn't even let him acknowledge it. His heart was split clean in two.