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''Shhhh..'' - DTW P7 — Description
Ezra turned as he watched Mr Cree leave the camp for his after dinner walk.

He went on them often, and when he came back he always smelled a little like his sickness had come back. His voice a little raw. His eyes a little bloodshot. He never seemed to want to eat either, and despite himself... Ezra was a little worried about him.

It was during one of these little walks that the cub decided to follow him. Make sure he was actually okay and wasn't pretending, like his siblings sometimes did to get out of camp chores. Part of him also wondered if maybe - just maybe - Mr Cree, as scary as he was, might know where his brother was.

Where Ryu was.

With trepid breath, he started over the cheeion's bony, dark frame as the sun sank lower and lower into the sky. What he came upon wasn't what he had expected, or ever wanted to see. But it did prove his suspicions right, even if they were.. scary.

Mr Cree was doubled over a shallow pit in the ground in the near distance, one Ezra had never really noticed before. He could see other trails of old food there, the odd crow keeping the stranger company on the ground.

Ezra wondered why. Or if the other cat was okay. He'd clearly been sick on the ground, but...

The grey cubs thoughts stuttered to a halt as crimson eyes flickered towards him, sharp and silent and... distant. He'd not seen Mr Cree look at him like that since he'd first came to the camp. Ezra remembered how those eyes felt as they bored into him. Cree lifted a paw as he watched, frozen in uncertain fear at the way the other cat was moving.

Like he didn't belong to his body. He raised one claw to his mouth as it slowly opened, strings of bile and salvia and tiny smudges of dried blood still on his maw from the fresh venison his father had given him not ten minutes before they had both come out here. He mimed the sound with his mouth before any noise left his throat at all.

It reminded Ezra of a snake's hiss.

"Shhhhh..."

And shh he did. As Ezra turned and skittered hesitantly, but very certainly, back to his mother's side, he didn't say a word about what Mr Cree's real reason for his 'walks' were. The image was burned into his brain for a while after that.

Especially with the fact that Mr Cree seemed to never take his eyes off of him from then on...

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Seem's like Ez had got himself an admirer, hmm?

Set mid April, 42BC

A frankly sexy looking collab between myself and HollerHowlz ! They did the og sketch and the background, and I lined and coloured. Give them some loovveeee