Brilliant Pampas: Round 1

[Kagerus]

The urge to follow their calls is almost as natural now as breathing. Although I still don't truly understand their magic, I obey it; with a quick press of my lips to Solace's brow, I glance to the falling sun and close my eyes. Panthera, laying next to me, makes it clear that she would like to accompany me. Not knowing whether or not she will be taken away again this time, I begrudgingly accept her consciousness into my dream, not waiting long before making the jump. She is a part of me, after all, and therefore in no need of coaching in the ways of dream travel.

We awaken inside of the Pampas' borders, just as the sun begins to rise on the horizon. Despite being a warmer kingdom than our Eastern clutches, I shiver, and Panthera's coat shows the same affliction. We both know what to expect, and yet, at the same time, not. Reaching to nuzzle the leopard's skull with a rumble of affection spreading through my chest, I gesture ahead, hoping to make up for lost time.

Before long, however, a particular red flowers draws on our attention; at first, I fight the urge to lay down and sleep, but my cat's feline instincts pick up on something that my equine ones cannot. After listening to the spotted creature insist for a minute or two, I can no longer resist the pull of the flower; ironic, that the dreamweaver would be pulled into a dream.

Collapsing, Panthera comes and drapes her lithe body atop mine, her whiskers tangling against my own as the melodic sound of sleep overtakes both of our lungs.