Luckily she didn’t have to wait too long, for the russet male caught up to her, and continued on, she picked up the pace, and stayed even with him without much of a problem. Her foot was more of a nagging pain than one that she couldn’t bear to stand. The limp was barely noticeable, and she hoped he wouldn’t notice it. It wasn’t slowing her down, and her pad wasn’t bleeding, so she doubted he was paying that close of attention to her. He was just out of reach, his fiery coat only centimeters from hers. Part of her yearned to close the space; to feel his warmth again, but she knew that wasn’t professional. That’s not how things worked. He spoke up after a few minutes of easy silence, an ear flicked his way before she craned her neck to look at him; had she known there was an oasis close by, she wouldn’t have rejected his offer to carry her so bad. Letting loose a laugh that closely resembled the sound of wind chimes, it faded quickly as his question reached her lobes. Her steps faltered a minute, her foot pausing mid-step as she thought. It occurred to her then, that she didn’t have a home. Brow furrowed and she shrugged lightly, “I don’t know,” she answered finally. She didn’t want to say she had no home, that was much too depressing, though it was the truth. Her brow didn’t relax, and her forehead remained wrinkled as she frowned, thinking further on where she might want to return. Only then did it occur to her that he was escorting her home. It was then that she was thankful he wasn’t looking, for her cheeks blushed rosy pink at the thought.
Her foot was beginning to ache, though she would deny it if he asked, so she continued on without a word, careful to not allow her foot to become favored too much. The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable, so she didn’t speak up again for the time being. Instead, she let her thoughts run free, eyes flickering to watch him out of the corner of her eye every once in a while. She kept coming back to the fact that she had no answer for the male. How was it that she still hadn’t found a home? Letting loose a small sigh, the woman paused. She didn’t stay still for long, fearing that he might take it as a sign that he foot was bothersome. It was then that she realized she didn’t know his name. This time she fought the urge to stop again, and continued on, much more perplexed than before. “Julliet,” she blurted out, eyes growing wide at how sudden she had been. She looked away then, her cheeks growing hot as she cursed herself inwardly at how awkward she had been. She could’ve been graceful about it, and asked him his name in return, but she didn’t. No; instead the woman had blurted it out like a moron. Ears fell back and she kept her gaze on her feet, idly noting that her paw was bleeding again.
She hoped the oasis wasn’t too far off. That way she could drown herself there and not have to continue all the way back to the Point with him. Surely he thought her a freak? No one just… shouts out their name. It hadn’t quite been a shout, but it hardly mattered to the woman. She cleared her throat, but remained subdued into her own thoughts once again. The sun had set fully by this point, not the stars were starting to come out one by one to make their appearance. The moon wasn’t quite full yet, but it had to be close. Eyes wandered to where it was just coming over the horizon, to the millions of stars overhead. Breathtaking as it was, she dropped her eyes back to the ground, still refusing to look at him. If only to make matters worse, the woman stepped funny, sending her body over to bump his solid build as she tried to overcorrect her misstep. Keeping her jaw from parting in horror of how clumsy she was becoming, the girl mumbled out an apology before falling silent again. Even though the night had come, it was still almost too hot for comfort. The oasis would have some source of water. She just hoped it was deep enough she could swim. It would be an easy way to clean off her bloody neck from where the boy had grabbed a hold of her. The events, however close they had been, only seemed like a far memory to her now.