The chill of the imposing autumn night winds nipped at her bare skin through the open window, yet she paid it no mind. Ren rarely expressed any adverse effects the cold weather had on her. The darkness demi-god catgirl sat upon a wide window sill on the top floor of the Euphoria Escorts building, away from the chatter and noise of the dwelling’s other occupants. The room she was in was completely dark and barren; a recent addition to the building, it didn’t even have proper bedding or lighting, a small futon laying in the corner surrounded by what looks like a bird’s nest of random pillows and blankets she had stolen from the others or some other place nearby. This is how she preferred it: no one to bother her, no one to get in the way, no one to hurt her. Just peace and solitude in the dark, with only the light of the moon above her to illuminate her surroundings.
Ren pressed her back against the frame of the open window and hugged her legs to her naked breast with little thought, her eyes locked on the ivory beauty of the full moon hanging in the sky as her mind wandered into a calm complacency. No matter what happened to her throughout the day, or how angry she became, the sight of the moon always seemed to calm her. She could be up here for hours on end until dawn, silently watching as the celestial body made it rounds through the night sky. Indeed, this was all she really needed: darkness and the moon. And silence. Silence that was abruptly broken by a knock at the door opposite her perch.
The cat’s ears perked and pivoted towards the sudden noise before the rest of her had time to react. She let out a feral hiss, her whole body tensing up to prepare to lunge at whomever walked in. Who dares to disturb her solitude? Her peace? Red eyes fixate on the doorway, narrowed in anger as the handle slowly turned. She was on her hands and feet by the time the door creaked open, crouched down in the first stage of a pounce and ready to rip the throat out of this mystery intruder. A second later, and a glance at who is walking in, causes her to lose all blood-lust and simply let out a sigh of mild annoyance.
In the small doorway, almost blocking all light coming in from the hall, was the most recent person to make their way into Ren’s life: a tall, red furred man that went by the name of Din. He was a lucario, she recalls him stating, although this fact interests her little. She watched as he entered the moderately sized room, his bending over to fit through the doorway before quietly closing the door behind him. He was dressed in black lounge pants and a black hoodie (at least, that’s she thinks they are called. Ren never cared about clothing enough to learn the different types.). His eyes, one a fierce red and the other golden yellow, meet hers for a brief moment, to which he smiles and approaches her.
“So it is only you. For what purpose have you come to disturb This One?” Ren is already in a more casual sitting position, never once leaving the opening of the window sill, legs dangling off into the empty room.
“You missed dinner. Again. The girls sent me up here with some leftovers, if you were hungry.” Din motioned to a plate of cooked salmon and beans in one hand. Ren eyed the dish, her look of annoyance still fresh on her face.
“Unnecessary. This One has made it perfectly clear tha-” “That you rarely require sustenance. Yes, I know” the lucario finished her sentence with a chuckle. He set the plate down on the floor and out of the way. “And yet I know you sneak the sour candy gel out of the kitchen while everyone else is asleep four times a week,” he adds, smirking as Ren glares him down for the remark.
This male. This... Creature. How long has it been since he appeared in her life? Attempted to befriend her? Court her? Ren had lost track of the numerous instances where the lucario would get her alone, try to make her open up, to talk to him. It made her furious. She didn’t trust his kindness. It was simply a trick to lower her defenses. It had to be. Why else would he approach her time and time again? And each time she met his kindness with violence. With distrust and anger. Several times, she would openly attack him, hoping the serious injuries would deter him from further plans. But he kept healing. And coming back. And not once did his kind demeanor falter to reveal what she thought to be his true motives.
A sudden gust of night air brushed over Ren’s bare back, and she did her best to stop herself from shivering. Without the potential threat of attack, she was once again made aware of the open window and the cold wind coming through. The fact that she was completely nude did not help matters much. Regardless, she remained composed and looked her new guest in the eyes. She dare not show weakness. It was unbecoming of someone of her power. “If that is all, then begone with you. This One would prefer to return to her business.”
“And does that include giving any late night hikers a free peep show?” Din quirks an eyebrow and gestures with a hand to Ren’s naked form. She merely scoffs at this. “Plus it’s getting colder out. I’ve told you before that naked and cold don’t mix. You want to get sick again?” There was more than a hint of concern in his voice mixed in with the annoyance, something she has heard from him before. Without a word, Ren turns away from him and returns to her original sitting position in the window sill, looking back up at the moon that had moved up ever slightly since Din had entered.
“This One cares not for your misguided sense of modesty. Away with you,” she flicks her tail at Din in a gesture to leave, her tolerance for talking all but extinguished. He breathes a heavy sigh and walks over to her, setting himself down on the wide window base next to her. Ren turns to glare at him, expecting a cheeky grin and a stupid smile, but all she finds is his gaze where hers just was: up at the moon. She stares at him for a moment, thinking it may be a trick, but after mulling it over she gives a resigned hiss and joins him in moon gazing.
Although she would never admit it, Ren found the sudden warmth of the man next to her to be comforting. It helped fight back the chill of the night. Perhaps she will tolerate the red creature’s presence a bit more. “Say nothing, or This One pushes you to the ground below,” she mutters after a few minutes. Din chuckles, giving her a little nod and continuing to watch the skies.
The two stay this way for hours, sitting in silence with only the other’s soft breathing and the howl of the chilled wind to break it. By now Ren and Din had re-positioned themselves so that he was blocking her from the cold, however this did not prevent Ren from giving out to whole body shivers. Without warning, she found an arm draped across her back a hand on her shoulder pulling her closer to the lucario. She looked up at him suspiciously, but he never broke eye contact with the moon. She flicked an ear and shrugged, begrudgingly accepting the added protection. She leaned on him slightly, a contented smile creeping across her lips as she resumed soaking in the peaceful light of the ivory moon.
Perhaps this male wasn’t as different from her as she thought...