9 Past
Thick unease hung in the air as Irine closed the door behind her. Sly and Aura stopped beside small black board while others found a place to sit. With a reassuring smile, Sly put her hand on Aura's shoulder, ‚Don't worry' she mouthed.
Taking deep breath, Aura stepped forward, „Hi." She started shyly with slight wave of her hand, „I know you have a lot of questions, but," she took a deep breath, „please listen to me." She turned her head toward Sly, her teal eyes bright with uncertainty. Sly stepped next to her, „What Wolfi is trying to say is- Take us seriously, please." She added after a warning glance the young werecat gave her.
„And that's how the Wolf games were created." Aura finished looking at clock behind her, ‚Whew that was quick.' She thought. „Any other questions?" She hold the sigh upon glancing at the forest of outstreched arms. „Nikki?" She gestured calmly to her head teacher, „Why did they attacked us?" „Simple, you're humans." Martine replied before Aura could open her mouth, „They despised you before, but now gthat the prophecy's out, they purely hate you." He finished with smug expression plastered on his face.
By the late afternoon, they cut the meeting to end. „Aura?" The young werecat was stunned to see Renni calling out her name, after exchanging quick glance with Matthew and Sly, Aura quickly walked to her, „Yes?" she asked trying to soung as calm as possible, praying her teacher won't notice her straight standing fur, „Are you busy? There's something I'd like to talk about." Aura gulped, her eyes widened, ‚Oh fuck, I'm screwed!'
She followed Renni into one of the classrooms, „Sit down." Renni said kindly gesturing to the chair in front of her. Aura sat down, staring into nothing. She felt her blood turning ice cold, her ears twitched with each movement Renni did. She looked up as Renni cleared her throat.
„What's an imprint?"
„I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that!" Aura blurted out her hands in front of her defensively, „Excuse me?" Renni said with a chuckle. Aura's face turned deep red when the words came to her, „Oh yeah, an imprint…that's actually sort of hard to explain…to human." She mumbled quickly, her eyes avoiding eye contact as best as they could, Renni laughed softly once again, „You can try it."
Aura took a deep breath, „It's something like, a love at first sight. But stronger." She closed her mouth and opened it several times without words coming out of it, „I'm sorry I can't really explain it to someone who never experienced it before." She blushed again, Renni leaned forward in her seat, „It's a bond connecting two souls, an urgent feelings of protection and love. It can made you feel free, like flying bird." She added softly.
„Why?" Aura asked after moments of silence, „Why what?" „Why did you ask?" Renni shrugged, „I was curious what the imprintation was and why did it matter so much to Soraka in the battle." „It hurt him when Kishka was killed." Aura explained, „When you imprint on someone and they then die, your soul gets ripped apart, you become hollow husk with nothing to live for. The same is when the one you imprinted on ignores you or worse, hates you." „Why didn't Kishka cried in pain when Zurru was killed then?"
Aura leaned forward, „Soraka was pureblood." She said, „So what?" „Purebloods can't control their imprintations, or disconnect from them, or anything for that matter. Soraka DIDN't have a choice, Kishka did, he could live on,he could fall in love again. But Soraka could not, once Mijuru's body fell onto the dusty ground his life ended." Aura finished trying to mask her trembling voice, she blinked rapidly covering her tears as best as she could.
They sat in silence and Aura held her breath, her breaths were soft and rapid, she controlled herself as to not let sobs escaping, „Have you imprinted on someone?" With that Aura stood up, „Yes." Her voice broke as she said that before exiting the room.
Renni stood up to walk after her, but she stopped in her tracks. With a sigh she walked the opposite direction and entered her cabinet, ‚Have you imprinted on me?'
