Two Eyes Cenote cuento

his ears turn atop their broad base as his language passes through her tongue. she tastes it the way one might adventure through sampling a new flavor — moving the word back and forth through her tongue. 

as she throws the meat, he catches it deftly. geeft, she repeats — a callback to their first encounter. 

soto places a heavy paw on the chunk, pressing his nose to flesh to examine every odor’s molecule. he finds no trace of contaminant — glancing to the araña once, he consumes it in one rough swallow. 

gracias. his gold eyes come to rest upon her, wondering — and bemused by—  her motive.