Monday, December 20, 2010

"*Mon Alli. mon Chaton, Rappelez-moi de ne jamais vous rendre fâché quand il y a une épée dans la portée, oui ? Il y a un Hellcat à l'intérieur de vous, mon amour. Je ne me plains pas. J'aime le miel doux de votre amour et l'épice sauvage de votrepassion."

Stoney has her giggling, whispering things, things to distract her from her pain. His mind is partially on Ike and the Tavern. Alise can feel his concern for his sister. I guess she does look like the statues of the Valkyries in Denmark. I never thought of it. The Rider said she will heal. Ob said the healers are working on her. You will both heal mon amour.

He feels a bump against his leg and looks up. They have reached the cottage and the panther has stopped him. Raina has the door, and the Cat steps out of the way.

"Merci, Raina, Kitty Kat."

He lays Alise gently on their bed, raising her hand to his lips and kissing the top of her hand. "These need to be healed mon amour. Please? Do not fight them. Let them take care of you before I need to sleep." he kisses her gently. I do not want to leave you like this, Chaton. Je'taime."

Stoney lowers himself to the floor. His legs are about to give out, but he hides it from Alise.


*Remind me to never make you angry when there is a sword in reach, yes? There is a Hellcat inside you, my love. I am not complaining. I love the sweet honey of your love and the wild spice of your passion.

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