BOOK ONE PART TWO- THE CLAN CELEBRATION
Brandon and Ezekiel had a difficult meeting. Their interactions with each other hampered by personal demons, family members....and their undeniable attraction to one another. Still virtual strangers both the...
The beast was thrice his size, with creamy yellow fur dusted with black splotches, triangular ears, tufted with soft white, long silvery whiskers trembled against his skin, while ferocious fangs gleamed, and dark blue eyes glared at him. Brandon stared in shock into the beasts gaze, until a tongue was suddenly lapping across the tip of his nose and a long soft snarl filled the air.
"WHOA! "With a shout of surprise Brandon shoved and kicked out ward, while scrambling backwards and he was moving in such a panic that he soon slammed back into a pine tree.
His first thought was to get up onto his feet, but he was frozen in mid scramble as a vicious rumble vibrated on the air. Slowly, afraid to look at the beast, Brandon glanced up and was horrified to be staring into the angry, tail lashing, snarling, three hundred pound face of a Leopard, with eyes that glowed a supernatural tint of blue.
The moment Brandon looked at the Leopard head on, it got riled up. It snarled and roared and swiped at Brandon's legs.
"WHOA!" he cried again, as talons sharp enough to score rocks, brushed inches from his calves. Instantly a chill of fear went through him as he realized that this beast was highly aggravated. At the sound of his hysterical voice the Leopard tilted its head and snarled at the air, flashing sharp white canines, and bright pink gums. With a small aggressive jump it slammed its paws into the earth and lifted its rear in the air, roaring in anger.
Instantly realizing that his extreme reactions were only making the situation worse, Brandon took a slow Breath and said.
"Okay! Okay! I'll stop yelling now..." he tried to sooth the beast and himself, by talking slowly and softly. This time he received a hiss and another snarl, but the leopard appeared to be listening all of a sudden. Its eyes and triangular ears focused and pitched forwards, all centered on Brandon's every moves and sound. For a long moment Brandon and the Leopard simply stood still and watched each other....
There was a distinct intelligence about the beast that had Brandon pinned to the tree. Not the sharp intellect of a man, but still, Brandon could tell that the leopard was far from a wild animal.
"Hey um........Ezekiel? Are you in there?" he called in a moderately small shout, but when the leopard only snarled back at him....he knew that he had his answer.
Ezekiel was gone.
With a sigh Brandon threw his head back against the tree.
Great...
He thought. Instantly realizing two things.
One....He couldn't out run a pissed off leopard. It would be foolish to try it....only to end up mauled to death for his efforts.
And number Two.....His legs were starting to hurt from the awkward position he had been pinned in for the last ten minutes.
So, with a heavy exhale, Brando transferred his legs out in front of himself.....and plopped down in the pine needles, positioned with his back against the tree, he stared out at the leopard. Waiting for it to attack or magically turn back into the man that shared its alluring blue gaze.
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