Friend or Foe? (Marik)
Sept 6, 2024 18:40:40 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Sept 6, 2024 18:40:40 GMT -5
The creature looks at me, and I look at it, and I see it back away. I sigh, and I lie down on my back showing my belly, trying to show that I'm not a threat. That I want to befriend him. I lie there and watch him. I can tell he's scared. I can tell he doesn't trust me, and all I want is to prove him wrong, to show him that I am a good person. That I'm not going to hurt him like those other people were. I see him get close, and I see the hurt in his eyes, the mistrust, and I know he could easily kill me right now, but I lie there hoping for the best, hoping he'll trust me. I take a deep breath and watch him roam around. I can tell he knew what was going to happen, and maybe right now he doesn't believe he's safe, maybe he doesn't trust me, and i understand. I don't trust many people either.
I watch him keep moving around, and he barks and howls at me, and I lie there as still as I can be because I don't want to frighten him. I watch him closely and I see him circling me trying to take it all in. He gets close to me and then backs away. I feel like I'm almost there, almost. But I know it's something that won't happen quick. I take a breath and watch him. I have to be ready in case he attacks, but I hope he doesn't. He gets closer and lays down. It's a sign that maybe he trusts me. I lay there and don't move. "It's okay, you can trust me. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise" I whisper going he hears me and maybe understands me. I hope he knows I want to care for him and give him a good home. I want to be his friend. I want him to trust me. I lay there and don't move as he lies a few yards away from me. This is a huge first step, and I hope it's the first of many.
I continue to stay still hoping for something good, hoping he'll help me in some way, but I know not to rush this. I know rushing it will only end badly for me. But I watch him, I watch him come close and back away. I hear him growl. I hear the mistrust, and it simply breaks my heart more than I ever imagined possible. I get it though. After being in the games, I realized it's hard to trust people, and maybe that's what he needs to hear. Maybe it'll help him. Maybe he'll realize I'm not a threat, but I don't even know if he can understand me. I remain lying on the ground knowing this will take time. He's been through a lot, and he probably knows they were going to kill him. I want to take him home, to give him a family, a life he deserves. I want him to be happy. Maybe he just needs a name. Yeah. I whisper a name hoping it sticks. "Frostmoon. Your name is Frostmoon." It's all I have left.
Table Credit: Dars
