The Gift
Syzel looked out his lab window, into the vast white emptieness of the desert, but it was not quite so empty today
Pantera was playing on the wind swept dunes,
racing up and down as fast as his sinking paws could carry him. His claws could grip nothing, so he was at the mercy of sand. After a while Pantera became tired and he sat at the very top of one of the dunes. Syzel noticed how stunning he looked in the moon light. His silver rosets and eyes glowed in the light.
Pantera thought about how he could thank
Grimmjow for his kindness. He saw a little hollow mole scurry by. A wonderful thought stuck his mind. He would kill the mole. surely He would understand the gift.
He proudly pranced to Grimmjows room and laid the small offering by his door. He was so happy he could do something for him.
When Grimmjow arived back to his room, he was discussted with what he found. A blood spattered carcuss. He should
really teach Pantera not to drag things from the outside inside.
He tossed the gift away. Later that day Pantera found it outside. He was confused, did he not like it. He knew no other way to show his love. May be he did not like him anymore.
He slunk back into the palace, and curled up in a corner and whimpered silently to himself. There was nothing more he could do.
Grimmjow called and called for his little buddy to come. he had not seen him all day. He wondered why?
He asked Szyel as he passed him in the hall if he had seen little Pantera. Oh, yes I did see him playing out on the sand dunes this morning, He caught a rather fine looking looking mole. He seemed to have a sence of pride about himself, as he carried it off, like he had plans for it.
Grimmjow remaked that he had found a small dead animal outside his door, but he threw it away. come on it was discusting.
Szyel wacked him upside the head. You above all people should know the social habits of cats! After all you are one.
He was showing you affection.
For the rest of the day Grimmjow looked for him.
When he finally did find him, curled up tight in the dark of corner. He leaned down and scooped him up. he fell limp in his arms and his eyes were wide and sad
He looked at the little cub with the same unspoken langauge that he used when they first met. He told him he did not understand. That people do things diffrently, but he would try his best not to upset him this badly ever again.
Pantera leaned up and gently licked him on the chin.
Grimmjow knew right away that he had been forgiven.