[r] The result of my socks. Aug 10, 2009 19:53:04 GMT -5
Post by Melody Redgaze on Aug 10, 2009 19:53:04 GMT -5
"Truth, huh? Oh, you're bold." The orange tom mewed sarcasticly, scratching his ear with his back leg. "Okay, let me see here..."
She grinned. "Just one of my many talents!" Melody giggled happily. She was glad that she and Soul got along at the moment, being trapped on a log was good for their relationship. She waited for the orange tabby to come up with something to say.
"And remember, truth means you have to tell the truth," If she was a human she would have blown her hair out of her face. "Yeahyeahyeah! Just get on with it, Tom!" She meowed in a fake-annoyed voice.
"Okay..." He breathed out, "I noticed that there's this thing about you- I mean like, it's hard to explain. Like you seem distracted, but still more in tune... Uhm, do you get me? What's that about?"
This question put a damper on her mood. She looked at the ground and bit her lips. She shuffled her paws. How could she answer that? She had never told anybody about her colors, nobody had even noticed it. But here comes the one tom that asks her the one simple question that she didn't want to answer! She looked back at him. "Yeah, I get you." Her voice was soft, mad, and unhappy. She looked back down. "You wouldn't understand if I told you." The orange spots bounced accrossed the log she was so hopelessly staring at.
How could she seriously answer that? "Oh, I just see colors when I hear a sound!" It's much more difficult than that. It's confusing and hard for another cat that didn't see this way to understand. He wouldn't get it, so what was the point of trying to explain it? His blue splotches still lingered in her vision.
Maybe he was smarter than he seemed.
How could she not answer that, though? He was sweet, charming, and very fun to be around. They were very good friends now, or at least that's how she pictured it in her head. Her first real friend. Ever. Yeah, she never had friends, because nobody ever liked her. She was weird, quiet, and said strange things as a kit. She sighed and looked up at the orange tom, he was growing on her. Melody was such a sucker for her friends, she would almost always say yes. She was going to say yes now. After a long while of thinking she finally spilled.
"Alright, fine." She glowered. "I see colors and shapes when I hear a certain sound. My voice, your voice, the water, the birds, everything makes a color appear in my vision. They're usually transparent enough to where I can see through them. When I hear a strange sound that I haven't heard before, it's more solid. But, when I hear a very very very loud sound that I wasn't expecting, it's completely solid and very blinding." She was easing up on the bad mood, it felt good to finall tell somebody. "Sometimes I see a sound before it actually reaches my ears, usually when something is coming towards me. Like, the sound of leaves and brush being disturbed is always a brown rectangle. The water here is a blue slashes. Your voice is a light blue splotch. My voice is yellow swirls." She looked up from the log and faced him. "That's how I knew it was you drowning, I saw your color when you yelled." She laid down and crossed her white paws and looked off into the distance, scowling. "I was blinded by the sound of the earthquake, it literally made it so that I couldn't see. I was terrified and scared........I hate to be vulnerable like that." She paused. "Now you know." She mumbled.