May. 26th, 2007

eight_or_eleven: (Windswept)
She stood in the middle of a vast star field, speckled with stars and galaxies and nebulae of all kinds. It was strange, really. Here in the depths of space there was nothing to stand on. Rather, she looked like she was standing on something very invisible to the eyes of all.

Suspended in space.

Even the lion, who paced a little, awaiting the arrival of Leo Minor.

The Great Lioness would know they were there. All the Star People knew whenever someone entered their world.

Strength just had to be patient. Like Earthen cats Leo Minor liked to take her time in matters.

And given the immortality of the divinatories and their kin, well, Strength had time to wait too.

A stellar wind picked up, ruffling the lion's mane and blowing Strength's hair every which way, creating an odd sort of halo about her head.

"She'll come Shujaa. And then we'll know if she has cubs."

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