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Cat's Eyes Ch.1 2/5
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Cat's-eyes
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© 1994 Tenebra
Part 2.
"Has it occured to you that there's safer prey than a merchant-lord?" I
ask him.
He grins again. "Aye, it has. Yet such arrogance and foolishness near
beg to be made use of. And who be Amber to resist such an easy prize,
hrrm?"
"Wouldn't've been easy if they'd caught you."
"Caught me?" That seems to amuse him greatly. "A human catch a mhaurri
who does not wish it? That be very... hm, what be the word. Impossible.
Aye, and a very strange idea, at that. Mhaurri caught unwilling."
The wench brings his wine, I toss her the coppers for it. She catches
them neatly.
Amber tastes the hot spiced wine, and smiles happily. He makes small
contented purring sounds while he takes a swallow.
Somehow, we keep talking, and somehow I decide to buy us each a second
drink. Somehow, a third, and a fourth, and alcohol affects mhaurri, it
would seem, as easily as it affects humans.
Somehow I'll wonder until my dying day, I wake in my own bed in the room
I rent by the sennight, or more properly *on* my bed, still dressed. I
groan to myself, I hate hangovers, who doesn't? and cautiously roll onto
my back.
The other side of my bed is occupied. By a mhaurri who's coiled into a
ball, his cloak around him, still soundly asleep.
*Blessed Lady, what happened?* I wonder, hazily. It doesn't *look*
like I slept with him, at least, in anything but the most literal sense.
I change position again, and he stirs, lets out a soft mew I interpret
as distress.
"'Morning," I manage to get out. Good it's not.
He makes an affirmative sort of sound, more like acknowledgement that he
heard me than anything else.
I'm not going to bother describing the morning, it was a typical
morning-after of misery. Misery I endured alone, because Amber left
within an hour of waking.
* * *
Goddess, I ache.
As much as I needed the practice -- my sword-skill is getting a little
rusty, though never my sword -- sparring all afternoon and evening with
three acquaintances of mine was definitely overdoing it. All I want is
a nice hot bath.... Part of why I base in Corelis is that they have
indoor plumbing, a luxury no one can appreciate until they spend a month
or two in a city lacking it.
I unlock my door, and stop short just inside.
There's water running in the bathroom, my own that I consider worth the
extra money, and someone is singing softly, a lilting song in no
language *I've* ever heard.
Warily, I draw my dagger, keep it against my side as I cross the room to
the half-shut door. There's no light, whoever's in there hasn't
bothered to turn on the witchlight in the bathroom or the one in the main
room. Still, there's quite a bit of moonlight, this far north there are
five moons visible, and my eyes are adapted to the dark already. Quietly,
I push the door open a little farther so I can see in.
A pile of clothes, faded black, dull gray, not far inside the door.
Beyond them... Amber. He's standing beside the tub, apparently oblivious
while he watches something. I can only see him from behind, from this
angle. The soft-looking tawny hair that's been tempting me from first
sight grows right down his spine, all the way to the feline tail swaying
lazily in the air. Suddenly I want very much to stroke that fur and see
if it's really as soft as it looks, to slide my hands down over that
extremely well-shaped ass....
His tail twitches, he pauses, raises his head to scent the air.
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End of Part 2.
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