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The park was a familiar place. Not to the new soldier that fought for the moon, but for the girl beneath the glamour. The dancer that captivated a crowd to the beat of a drum and the oh so melodic chime of trinkets and bells. The Hindi beauty who drew the eye with a peaceful smile, but who never said a word unless spoken to. Mysterious and exotic. She had never walked these familiar paths by night, had never had reason for before, but with a new calling came new responsibilities. Pavo, Senshi of Mirages, protector of the innocent and defender of justice. That's what she had been told, so that is what she would do. She was too new to question it, too inexperienced yet to know if she should.

But experienced was earned through action.

So Pavo would do as she was told, and she would patrol the night and play guardian to any citizen the Negeverse may target. She would keep them safe from harm, or at the very least she would try. The girl was not a fighter, had never met with violence in the past. Her first real brush with danger had been on the night she'd been awakened. Get stronger, fight back, or let shadow and death take her. She hadn't had a choice.

Did she have one now? Another question unanswered to add to the growing list. A list that had grown so much longer since having met Adonis. She didn't know what he was, but he had raised some compelling insight.

Her mind was a turbulent whirlwind of query and contradiction, and she would not notice the presence of another as she drew closer to the cat and it's prey. But it was impossible for Pavo to move in silence through the dark. She walked to the sound of bells, their soft chime weaving a n unpredictable song. The rabbit would hear her coming, and it's head lifted at the sound, frozen for long, stretching seconds before finally darting away across the frosted lawns. A spoiled hunt, and she was unawares.

Slippered feet left dainty little prints in fresh snow, and not for the first time Pavo found herself reflecting on just how impractical the clothing of senshi seemed to be. Admittedly, the chill that wrapped around bare skin didn't sting like it should have, didn't penetrate down to the core. It was cold out, winter was upon them, and by all laws of nature, as under dressed as she was, the girl should have been huddled in a shivering pile with blue lips and numb fingers. She suspected some magic was at play. but had yet to find someone she could ask about it.

Thought speaking of magic. There was someone else wandering the park that night, but not something Pavo could have labeled. She was woefully new to this life. New enough that she still didn't know what the niggling feel of something at the the back of her mind really meant. A presence, that much she was sure of, but not where it was, nor who it cold be.

A certain sense of self preservation had her reluctant to seek that presence out, obligation and duty said otherwise. She frowned as she came to a stop, breath leaving in a misty cloud between parted lips, and finally looked around herself. There was nothing, only the wide stretch of winter dead lawn and it's fresh blanket of barely touched snow. Interrupted only by the wide trucks of old trees near the winding paths and the distant silhouette of a playground.

But she felt something.

"Hello?" It was hesitant, soft. Dark eyes drank in the scenery around her, seeking out shadows and watching for movement. She could feel eyes upon her, and it rose goosebumps along henna kissed arms where the winter chill had not.

The skin between shoulder blades itched with the feeling of lingering eyes upon her person, but as far as she could see, she was alone. Still, the goosebumps did not fade, and as started moving again, a frown making the bow of her lips into a plush pout, her arms were wrapped tightly around herself. Something was here, she could feel it, a foreign ping on her internal radar, close, but hiding.

Or perhaps just very small.

The hum made her pause, breath held, and eyes snapping around to the source. Not a man, as the deep voice might suggest, but a...cat. A crease formed between dark brows, and her head cocked to one side as she stared down at him, looking for the tell tale star on his forehead that marked him as special. It was there, but it was dark, and he didn't feel the same as the one that had given her her powers.

"Are you a guardian cat?" She asked him, features smoothing. Arms uncrossing as she sank down to crouch on the snow littered path. "Are you following me?"