Lexa gently stroked the hair back from Clarke's face, her soft eyes resting on her sleeping form. Leaning in, she placed a tender kiss on Clarke's forehead, before glancing up towards the window where she could see the first rays of sunlight peaking out above the trees.
"It's time for me to go now, at least in this form." She whispered to the sleeping blonde, "I count the hours every day until I can hold you in my arms again. I love you Clarke." Lexa murmured, so softly that someone would be hard pressed to know she had said anything unless they had already been watching her lips.
Feeling her control over her human body already slipping, Lexa reluctantly tore herself away from Clarke's side and ducked out of the cabin, regretting that she hadn't woken up in time to steal some breakfast and that she would have to catch her own.
Almost the second she stepped foot outside, it was her four paws hitting the dirt.
Padding across the clearing, she was about to slink off into the woods to hunt when she heard the unmistakable sound of a stick snapping under foot behind her next to the cabin.
Whirling round, a snarl already rumbling in her chest, she found herself facing down Octavia Blake.
To her credit, the younger warrior appeared unafraid off the massive predator she had found herself in the cross hairs off, drawing her weapon and watching Lexa carefully as she stalked towards her.
Pausing in the center of the clearing, Lexa found herself at a loss of what to do, Clarke recognized her on sight but there was no indication that Octavia was the same. And she had never been Lexa's biggest fan even when she had technically been serving as a member of the Commander's Clan and by extension army.
Unwilling to risk being killed, again, Lexa dropped down to her belly and tried to look as nonthreatening as possible, which by the confusion suddenly etched across Octavia's face, seemed to work.
As the warrior's sword arm dropped slightly, Lexa took a risk and let out a low whine, appealing to Octavia's sympathy whilst also attempting to get the attention of Clarke, who practically always woke not long after Lexa.
Octavia's confusion only seemed to grow, as Lexa remained low to the ground, shuffling forwards slightly before letting out another whine.
Her face hardening, Octavia moved forwards slowly herself, trying to decide what to make of the bizarre behavior the animal in front of her was displaying.
Deciding that time was running out, Lexa howled, startling Octavia who raised her sword to strike.
"Stop!"
If she were able, Lexa would have laughed in relief as Clarke suddenly appeared in the doorway, yelling for her friend to stop before she killed her girlfriend.
"Clarke?!" Octavia asked in disbelief, "Where have you been?" She asked, temporarily forgetting the whole reason Clarke had come outside in the first place.
"Here, I've been here." Clarke answered, crossing the clearing quickly to Lexa, burying her face in her furry shoulder as Lexa stood to meet her.
Octavia stared at the two of them in confusion, "Clarke what the hell's going on? Last I heard you were dead."
Now it was Clarke's turn to look confused, "Why would you think I was dead?"
"I listen in on patrols going to and from Arkadia to keep up with what's going on with the rest of our people." Octavia explained quickly, "They said you'd been eaten by a panther."
Clarke laughed, "You're working off outdated information O, they thought I'd been eaten, in reality Lexa saved me just in time."
Octavia's eyes widened almost comically, "The Commander's alive? How the hell is that possible Clarke? And if so, where the hell was she when we needed her to stop all the crazy shit that happened three months ago?"
Sighing, Clarke leaned against Lexa's shoulder, "Yes she is, I have no idea and she was dead at the time." She answered softly, before rubbing at the fur on Lexa's neck. "And as for anything else, it would probably be easier for you to just ask her yourself."
Narrowing her eyes, Octavia crossed her arms over her chest impatiently, "Well where is she then? Hiding in your little house?"
"No." Clarke shook her head with an amused grin, before waving her arm towards Lexa, "She's right here."