Sabertooth was not the liveliest of packs in Starfall, but it was just active enough to keep Marius happy. Achilles had given him the role of a warrior at the last pack meeting, and of course the male would take this role to its fullest extent. However, there was no combat now. A good thing, of course, Sabertooth was small compared to Hawthorne, Tarben, and Amberjorne. The grey-brown hued male knew they really should not get involved with it all…there were some tensions in the atmosphere, indescribable, but surely Achilles or Pandora would know…right? Why would they withhold that information from the pack?

He had found a den to call his own, one closer to a few others, one of which Marius had hoped to be taken up by his friend, Eponine, who had yet to turn up. As much as he should be worried, he also knew in the back of his mind that she was capable of handling herself. But at this current moment? The male was not too far from his den, but deep enough into the forest that he could not see it directly. Marius felt a pull, a strong desire even, to find Cosette. Surely she had to have called Sabertooth her home, yes? She did stick around for the pack meeting, and ever since that meeting, Cosette had never left his mind. His attention was brought to words laced with the oh so familiar French accent. ”Are you that inept, Cosette?”

The cream colored femme had just entered the part of the forest Marius was currently searching. But rather than spooking her, Marius ducked down to observe Cosette as she wandered in and eventually caught a puny mole for food. Had she really been living on such tiny rodents since coming here? Surely she was hungry. His soft green eyes continued to watch Cosette, but rather than seeing her eat right then and there, she took it with her and turned back to the way she had entered. Marius slowly rose to stand and watch her walk away. He was entranced for a moment, he would not lie. But…there was something about the way she was holding herself today. Marius was not the best at detecting emotions, especially from females, as seen with his inability to pick up on romantic hints from Eponine, whom he had only considered a great friend anyways.

Giving some space, Marius would quietly follow. Once again, he really did not wish to scare her, because he wanted more than acquaintances from her. He desired much more, and this feeling, although novel to his experiences, was flooding his brain, it was a great feeling and he wanted to feel this ecstasy all the time. To get that…well, he assumed he’d need to be with Cosette often. He watched as the cream hued lass walked into a freshly dug den, not too far from his own surprisingly. This was probably a good time to speak, considering she was now in the comfort and security of her own den, but just before he spoke, he heard a whisper, but could not quite make out the words. ”Cosette?” He called out, a fair ways away from her den, to be respectful, but close enough to show interest and concern for the lass. ”Are you alright?” were the first words after her name to leave his mouth. It felt natural, necessary even. He felt something was off…could not quite place his paw onto it though.

Actions & Words.