He watched from his crouched position, as the people ran and shouted, scurrying like an embodiment of cockroaches from harmless rain. He would wait, silent, until he saw her. Or at least recognized her scent. The humans were preforming quiet an odd ceremony. It consisted of a lot of dumb people, swaying to cluttered songs, all in black. Their eyes were black and empty, their deeds are just a showing for how big and bright their fake smiles glow. Yes...this was a hoax; a threatre practice. The last person exited the scene into a great barn.
Lion waited. For what seemed like hours he waited, and refused to move. Finally, the massive red sun began to sink, and blend with the rest of the sky for an eerie blood red. Bats flew tonight, instead of birds, and they gathered themselves great troops to scan each portion of the sky like scouts.
At last, he could not stay still any longer. He quietly slinked out of the forest, and towards one of the buildings of the cult. He walked passed the hole that several hours ago had been occupied with stares of blind people. After a pause, he reconsidered and crept to the hole.
Inside was a rectangular box, locked with no key. Tilting his head in curiosity, he slid down the deep hole and climbed atop it. There was an element of familiarity about this box. He felt as if he were a cub once more, and this was his home. The more he stayed, the less he wanted to leave, the less he cared about finding his own cub. This box was far to precious. He curled up, forgetting himself to be in a dangerous area, and closed his large green-amber eyes in peace.
Meanwhile, inside her most least desired cage, Adelaide awoke. She had fallen asleep amongst the chaos and the rain had finally started coming down hard enough that it drowned out the people's cries, lulling her into a visionless sleep. She heard a most unusual sound, almost like breathing. And purring. What on earth.. She wondered aloud. Whatever it was above her must have heard her and stirred. The creature growled lowly and frightened Adelaide into tears. It continued crying and writhing like a banshee. She heard scratching above her. So this is my fate? Finally, my timely end has come from a savage beast trying to claw it's way into my death chamber to eat me live. F this place SICK!
Above her, Lion had caught her scent and was clawing this cage, this chamber of death to retrieve Adelaide. The splinters and chunks of wood were flying into his eyes and mane. He had many stuck in his paws but he ignored all but his goal. A plank flew behind him and he could see his beloved. She looked even more haggard than before, eyes with eternal dark circles, hair matted and atrocious, but he loved her all the more. Finally cutting through the wood, he made a space big enough for her to crawl through. She cried and hugged him and kissed his muzzle and spoke words he did not understand but based on the tone, knew they were words of gratitude. He licked and nuzzled her face. "How are we to get out?" she wondered aloud and that much the Lion understood. He nudged her upon himself and she realized what he was trying to do. She got atop his great back and climbed out with his help. Now how will you get free? she wondered if he could hear her thoughts. Animals tend to know things we don't want them to. Animals and children.
He jumped up the side, attempting to climb up. His wounds still sore on his beaten side, he breathed a great heaving moan in pain. He tried again and again and finally resisted. Adelaide felt so helpless watching him and being unable to do anything to ease his pain or get him out. Little one, run. Please run away, I want you to be safe. His pleas screamed from his eyes and she knew what he wanted. I can't leave you here. You saved me, I owe you this much. Her eyes began welling with tears. You owe me nothing, dear one. I love you. That is enough, now go! He roared a great and regal roar sending Adelaide's hands to her ears. She was sure the Dark Ones had heard. She heard faint stirring from a distance. Go, please go! the Lion's pitiful eyes begged. For you, I will. Tears coursing down her pale, dirt smeared cheeks. I love you, dear Lion. Thank you. She leaned down into the hole, the lion balanced on his back paws, lifted his head to her and she kissed his nose. I love you, little one. came his telepathic reply. He licked her face and she swore that he smiled at her. He growled lowly again, signalling her to go and she did on the very little energy and strength that she had. She ran faster and faster until she could hear his moaning any longer.
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