Though his jaws had not punctured her skin, she could not bring herself to shake away the phantom feeling of their tight grip around her neck. She took advantage of the subtle shift in his eyes and rose to her paws finally, holding herself with a much noticeable lower stance than the one she had adopted in the beginning of their encounter.
After a few seconds of uncertainty of what would happen next, Mordecai finally dismissed her, excusing himself too with the pretext he had to finish rounds. Cara's eyes bounced inmediately to him; after what had just happened he had not expected him to send her off so casually. Maybe he had already pushed the restart button -- and maybe she should too. Holding on to their past interactions would not allow them to move forward after all.
With her eyes lingering on his face for a brief second she nodded withouy even moving her lips to make a sound. Shutting up now was perhaps Cara's inital tests. She had already presented her case, and though she thought words would be the resourse that made him change his mind, she now knew it was actions what he was interested in. So with a solemn dip of her nose and a low chuff, she turned, slinking back into the path she had intended to follow before they ran into each other.
Her pace increased as she left his sight, she didn't want anyone with her right now, she just wanted to merge with the wind as she ran.
She would become one with the wind -- and if things turned out right, she would, in time harmonize with the Spine, and all of its members.
