Eat Me Series Part 4
There is more to Fiona than even she knows. Time ticks by as she tries to regain her mind, but time waits for no man. When they come, knocking down doors and forcing themselves into her life she finds herself once again runnin...
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Fiona gripped the sides of the tree as she leaned her body away to look at her surroundings better. The forest around her, lush with vegetation she still couldn't pinpoint, was thick and evasive to the sun light high above the canopy. The rays that did leak into the foliage never touched the ground, a second layer of small budding trees just down below, making it impossible.
The tree she was clinging too had flowers near the top, something she had discovered a month ago. They leaned towards the sun as it rose and set, and they'd close at night. The rest of the tree would then glow throughout the evening, a low hum of light that resonated out from behind the bark.
When on the ground, the shade was in his advantage, so she kept herself up high.
The birds that soared far up above were speaking to one another, other critters bouncing from tree to tree around her. If they were aware of her they didn't seem to mind, but she suspected they didn't notice. Their chirps of comfort to one another were sacred, noises that hardly ever fell on human ears.
Pressing back into the tree, no sense of where he was, she glanced down at the ground, knowing the only way she was going to get this afternoon over with was to venture into his territory. She did so as quietly as possible, her feet scrapping off pieces of bark here and there. Underneath the skin of the tree was almost transparent. She had never seen anything like it when they had first arrived. The animals that did hear her scurried away and as she dropped down finally, the grass around her ankles, the shadows lurking everywhere, she was greeted with a strange blanketed silence.
She won, half of the time.
As she moved forward, circling the giant trunk of the tree she had just been in, she scanned the surrounding ground, looking amongst the darkness for his outline. Although she could see the different shapes as clearly in the dark as him he had a lot more time with the adjustment to his eyes under his belt.
Lowering herself to squat just at the bottom she peered out at the world around her.
This was home. This had been home for five months now. After landing on the planet, ship out of fuel, no other place closer, they had made a place to call their own. Through struggle, triumph, and learning, she was growing into her new abilities. He helped her as best he could, as much as she would allow him, but there was a distance that she put between them.
Standing again she brushed her legs through the grass, feeling the faint blades on her skin, soft as they slid over her. She could feel his eyes on her, somewhere in the darkness, he was watching. He was hunting her, keeping just out of sight, his senses taking charge every time he stepped into the forest just on the outskirts of their built home. He had once told her, which hunched over a fire in the forest she was now in, that she had a distinct smell that he could identify from miles away. It lingered on her, it stayed with her. She hadn't said anything in reply.
