The Panther: Cool
Just As We Need Someone To Be The Spice Of Our Lives We Need Someone To Help Cool The Nerves As Well…
Continuity: Same Time As Warmth
She was far away from home, there was no denying that. But it had been her choice to leave what she knew behind. Besides wasn't there a saying that home is where the heart is? It was colder here then she was used to—must have been the water—but definitely not the coldest place she had visited. No, it was when she had visited a certain Russians homeland that she experienced a cold of the likes she wouldn't have imagined.
It wasn't that she hadn't seen snow before—she had! But…for some reason….it just wasn't the same. The snow seemed to glisten in the sunlight, falling gracefully around them as they rode together on a ski-mobile. It felt calming and relaxing, the sound of his breathing as she lay her head against his back, arms wrapped around his waist as the roamed over the white landscape.
Her face went red for she had caught it in the three-way mirror. Pantha and her new comrade (and soon to be leader, unbeknownst to the two ladies) Jinx had gone shopping to expand their civilian clothes and to just have a girls day out. She gave a slight huff to her embarrassment, twirling in the yellow sundress to turn away from the reflective surface. Maybe she could wear on a date, or as they did another midnight walk on the beach near the Tower as they had done in Mexico….
What was it that attracted her to him? Yes, he was handsome but that surely wasn't it. He was kind and gentle for the most time, always willing to help somebody out without a thought of his own gain. Could have been that they both came from different backgrounds and cultures, completely polar to one another (what was it that they said about opposites attracting?)?
Pantha couldn't help but wonder, as she climbed the stairs to the roof, where he could be found at this time of day. "What are you doing up here alone, mi compañero?" She called out to him, knowing full and well that he was looking at a sunset of the likes he hadn't seen back home. She stalked over to him, sitting beside him. When he smiled, she mimicked the gesture and after he mentioned the sunset after glimpsing at her hair, she placed her hand into his. Ah, that's why. He was cool to the touch. Not only that, but touching his hand sent a pleasant chill down her spine upon contact. Maybe, with him, she really could call this home.