Akasha

I lick the blood from my lips. I had been hunting in the forest, when I heard your cry of pain. Curious, I move through the woods and see you being attacked. A jolt goes through my body as your eyes meet my green ones and we say both yell “MATE!” I tear across the woods and stand protectively over you, fangs bared and claws extended. I fight alongside you until every last one of your attackers is defeated. I admire your strength even though you are severely wounded Are you alright?