Written by Jaime Lynn Hatheway: Made this for a creative writing assignment.
Guenhwyvar
Warm, tender touch on cold dark skin
Black velvet grazes through my hands
Saucer eyes stare up at me
Never judging
Her piercing eyes seem to stab me, but her gentle purr soothes my soul, makes me forget the darkness of which I have become. How I long for her arrivals, eternities wait between each appearance. She comes and goes as she pleases; only dismissing herself when she needs to regain her strength. Every time that mystical mist swirls around her form, my heart burns. All I am left with is the onyx figurine, dark and cold, free from love and emotion. When she is gone, and I am alone, I am left to be me, to constantly cage the hunter that threatens to break free from my ebony flesh. The darkness tries to conquer me time and time again, ever waiting for an opportune moment to overcome me. My shadow is the only one to accompany me, invisible in the infrared spectrum, but barely discernable in the world of light. My drow instincts tell me I don't need her, but my hearts knows I do. Then the day passes, and she returns, her saucer eyes appear to see me once more.
My panther companion, Guenhwyvar, who has stayed by my side through all these years, returns to save me from the cruelties of utter solitude. Countless times we have battled for our lives in the ominous Underdark, defending one another in our times of need. But despite our differences, and the pitiful squabbles we have every now and then, the splendid feline has never left me, never abandoned me entirely to the torturous beings of these empty caverns. She is my salvation, my saviour, who is not merely a friend, but a lifetime soul mate. Guenhwyvar is the sole reason for my survival, for she has saved from the one creature, the only essence I can never escape; myself.
Drizzt Do'Urden
Drizzt Do'Urden and Guenhwyvar are not my creations. All credit to these fine characters go toward R.A. Salvatore and the Forgotten Realms series.