Phantom Hollow A Swing

Soft paw pads hitting the ground were the trigger for Malice to snap her head out of the water, almost tumbling into the stream but catching her balance just in time. What the hell was going on? She turned slowly, not knowing it was the young warrior that had followed her. Upon seeing him, another weird sensation filled her mind and body. A small smirk crept it's way up her mouth.

She made her way over to him, her feet slow and movements as graceful as ever. She didn't know why she was acting this way, nor did she care. It felt like the thing to do, and she was an animal of instinct now. Issun? What are you doing here? She asked, her voice a honey filled purr. She started moving around the young boy, circling around him while giving him a side eye.