AN: Ay, long time no update. Sorry about that. Truth be told I wrote this chapter about three times and I figured this was the closest I could get to satisfaction. Without driving myself crazy, at least. To address some comments of last chapter, there's a reason Male's so eager to leave during nightfall. Honestly, I just thought it would kind of be expected because she's in a foreign environment, sort of uncomfortable. But there's a deeper reason to, I'm trying to figure out the right times to flesh out Maleficent's back story. Anyway. Here's the dirty stuff haha.

Maleficent dodged around branches and bushes, making her way towards the small cottage in the clearing. The sun was still low in the sky, having just peaked the horizon a mere hour or so ago. Maleficent had left her home early to journey to Aurora, reminding herself all along the way of the decision she had made the previous night.

The more she thought about being with Aurora, however, the more she doubted her own competence. Surely Aurora would understand if Maleficent wasn't adept at the activity yet, but Maleficent hoped that her first attempts wouldn't be so terrible. She was a quick learner, she knew. But this was something altogether different than hunting or scavenging or surviving;This was-

Maleficent's track of thought paused for a beat and she considered the situation. This wasn't really anything she had encountered before. She had likened it to mating in her mind but… she knew the end goal here was not to produce offspring and further more, it wasn't nearly as simple as the courting rituals she saw in the wild. This was more complicated. There were...intricacies involved. There was a fragility to it all. Maleficent huffed, annoyed at herself, and more so at her lack of knowledge. Whatever this was, she didn't have the words to name it, and she had no idea what she was doing.

She ambled along her path and tried to erase the unfamiliar feeling of doubt tying knots in her stomach. She and Aurora would work it out, Maleficent was sure, it might just take more effort than she was used to giving.
Maleficent walked out into the clearing that was Aurora's yard. It was still early morning, and Maleficent realized that she didn't know what time Aurora rose, or if the fair haired girl would even want to interact with her today. Maleficent almost scolded herself for her lack of forethought, except she knew that it wouldn't have changed anything. She would rather wait and be rejected than not see Aurora at all.

The horned woman walked up to the front of the small dwelling and decided to take a seat until she heard Aurora stir.
Perhaps she should be more wary of letting down her guard, but she didn't much see the point. She knew she had been missing this for a very long time. Nearly every animal had a group or a pack. Somewhere to which they belonged. And though she was very fond of her fellow animals, for they had taught her much, she knew that she was not completely like them. She was not like many of the other humans, either. But with Aurora it felt different. She felt as if she could belong, or that they both could belong, with each other.

Of course it had only been a few days, she thought gravely, and she could be wrong. But it made sense somehow, and her instinct was telling her to follow through.
So, Maleficent sat and waited for a few minutes, arguing with herself on whether or not she should try to peek through one of the openings on the side of the cabin.

In the middle of her inner dialogue, she heard the telltale sound of footsteps coming from the inside of the home and she knew that Aurora was awake.
Excitedly, Maleficent stood up and approached the door, stopping when she realized she didn't know what to do next. Should she call for Aurora's attention? When the girl had just woken up? Or maybe she should hide at the edge of the forest and wait for an opportune time to approach-
Aurora had woken up and instantly jumped out of bed. She slid her dress and apron on and made for the door, eager to get her chores done before Maleficent arrived. She swung open the door to leave.
"Maleficent?"

Maleficent blinked. Aurora had thrown the door open so quickly, Maleficent had had no time to try and hide or...do much of anything, really. She stood there in front of the doorway and stared back at Aurora with wide eyes.
Aurora opened her mouth as if to say something, but only managed to gawk at the figure standing in front of her. It wasn't the worst thing to see first thing in the morning, admittedly, but it was too early for her to process much of anything else besides the fact that Maleficent was standing there and seemed to have been waiting for her -wait, how long had she been there?
"Erm," Aurora managed finally. She stepped back to allow Maleficent space to enter, "Would you like to come in?"
Maleficent untensed a bit and Aurora smile reassuringly, though a bit sleepily, at the woman standing in front of her.
"Come on," Aurora grinned, gesturing with her hand , "We haven't got all day. Just most of it ."
Maleficent finally walked inside, turning to smile at the other girl as she passed.

Aurora closed the door and turned around, yawning.
"You know, you could just knock if you'd like to come so." Aurora demonstrated by rapping her knuckles against her side of the door and then opening it. Maleficent blinked and nodded. " I suppose it is a bit of a strange custom if you're not used to it. Though, not quite as strange as standing in front of somebody's door for who knows how long." She said at Maleficent pointedly. Maleficent smiled falteringly back.
"Just how much of what I say do you understand ,anyway?" Aurora asked, and, unsurprisingly, got no answer.
"Well…would you like some food. Soup?"

Maleficent considered the proposition and nodded.
Gliding over to the counter, Aurora cut some vegetables to add to the depleted collection of soup from last night. Maleficent watched from the table as Aurora cut and, after a bit, moved towards the counter as well. She touched Aurora's arm causing Aurora to pause her work. She watched as Maleficent took the knife from her hand and slid the partially diced potato towards her.
Curious to what Maleficent thought she was doing, Aurora released the knife and stepped back to witness. Maleficent carefully drove the knife into the vegetable's flesh. The second stroke wasn't as cautious and soon, Maleficent was confidently and precisely dicing the vegetables, just as Aurora had been doing mere minutes before. When all the vegetables that had been laid out were sliced, Maleficent turned towards Aurora , seemingly looking for approval. Aurora just grinned.
"You think you're clever don't you?"
Maleficent raised her eyebrows in question and Aurora broke into a giggle.
"Well, I suppose you can't answer can you? You want to know what I think?" Aurora stepped closer to Maleficent and gently took the knife from the other girl's hand , trying not to focus on the how close they were, and put the cutting utensil away in the counter drawer."I think you know that you've got brains," Aurora continued, working up her nerve, "And I think... that I like that quite a bit."

Maleficent simply smiled and Aurora sighed . " Right. We'll have to put our heads into teaching you some more words, I suppose. Though you do seem able to say many things with any words at all, don't you?"
The blonde hair girl turned around to continue the the food prep. She could feel Maleficent's eyes on her as she prepared the soup .
For her part, Maleficent hadn't really wanted any soup, she had just wanted something for the two girls to do while she worked out how she was supposed to behave. Aurora seemed pleased with her, which was good, and a little impressed, which was better. But all Maleficent really cared about was her instinct screaming for her to reach out and touch Aurora, in any way at all, just to initiate something and stop with the distractions and stalling.
But, for once, Maleficent's body was not listening to her or her instinct, and was instead standing still at the kitchen counter.
By this time, Aurora had walked back to Maleficent and was staring at her inquisitively.
"Are you alright?" she asked, looking up into those damn noisy eyes that seemed to follow her every move, and seemed to be getting into her head.
Maleficent just stared back, and, as always, Aurora became entranced. Aurora was impressed with herself for how well she could ignore the facts when she needed to. For example, she was very good at forgetting that Maleficent was stark naked in her home, and that she had indeed touched Maleficent intimately and that Maleficent had let her. And Aurora tried to forget that Maleficent would probably let her do it again. Aurora was amazed at how well she could pretend and ignore and repress...until, well, until moments like this happened.

Maleficent was looking at her and she knew what that look meant. It was the same look she had given Aurora before their adventure near the hearth yesterday. Aurora licked her lips and steadied herself, suddenly aware of nothing else but the fact that Maleficent was there, within half an arm's distance, giving her that look.
Maleficent was reciting her promise over and over to herself, and her body was screaming now, aching to touch Aurora; to hold her hand and pull up her garment and make her feel good and to feel her breathe -

But before Maleficent could break through her fear, Aurora reached out a hand and placed it on her stomach. It was a safe place to put a hand, Aurora thought, though could hear Maleficent's breathe hitch. Aurora could feel the softness of the pale skin beneath her fingers. She wanted to touch Maleficent down below, further down. But she didn't let herself. She slid her hand upwards instead. Her vision blurred as she stared at her goal . The two perky breasts that had been there, always there, exposed and woefully ignored. Her fingers seemed to be going there of there of accord. Her other hand had joined in the journey up Maleficent's torso, feeling the soft skin above the girl's belly button and up her sides, and finally, finally, the breasts. Aurora could hardly believe it. She heard Maleficent grunt lowly. Or was it a growl? Nearly drunk on every reaction, Aurora just knew she needed to hear it again.

As soon as Aurora's fingers had passed over her ribs, Maleficent had given up any wishes to do anything but let Aurora touch her. Her head was fuzzy with anticipation, busy following the paths of Aurora's finger up her body. Soft palms graced the sides of her chest and Aurora paused for just a moment before she began kneading gently.
She had let out a noise. A sound of surprise, maybe, or warning. It had felt good, definitely, and Aurora had probably known that it would because she had touched herself there.
Maleficent's grasp on the counter edge tightened at the thought of that intimacy and, finally, she reached out and touched Aurora back. Just reached out and touched her arm, as it bridged their two bodies.
It felt good, Maleficent thought. Then, Aurora extended her fingers and brushed over the hardening pink nipples and it felt better. There were waves of pleasure extending throughout Maleficent's body and she could see the amazed look on Aurora's face as she watched Maleficent. Aurora needed to feel this too, Maleficent thought, and moved her hands from the counter and Aurora's arm to the skirt of Aurora's dress. She gave a weak tug.

Aurora didn't want to move her hands. She felt like she was floating away. Maleficent was very soft and strong and warm and she seemed to be enjoying this quite a bit and Aurora could smell a hint of the other woman's arousal-
Another tug, harder this time. Aurora blinked and her fingers slackened. She didn't need to ask to know what Maleficent wanted her to do. It was only fair . But it would break this sweet contact. Maleficent watched her, dark eyed but expectant. Reluctantly, Aurora stepped back and reached down to her skirt, attempting to remove herself from it in a less than graceful manner. As the fabric blocked her vision and she struggled to get the dress over her head, she felt warm and calloused hands gently slide over the skin over her ribs. She froze for a moment, arms still in the air, until she felt Maleficent push at the fabric as well, attempting to help. Together, they removed the offending article, and Aurora barely had time to drop it to the floor before Maleficent was touching her again.
Maleficent stared at the other girl's nude body in satisfaction and Aurora gave her a shy smile before moving to reattach her fingers to the taller girl's breasts. Maleficent's hands mimicked Aurora's and found themselves on Aurora's breasts, massaging the erect buds there.
Aurora felt herself moisten at Maleficent's ministrations, and her own fingers began to slip. Maleficent had began pinching and pulling, and Aurora couldn't quite overcome the feeling. She leaned into the touch and Maleficent moved closer, applying slightly more pressure. Soon, their stomachs rubbed together, and there was nothing between the two pairs of breasts except for curious hands.
Maleficent remembered her promise again and she knew she'd make good on it this time. Aurora was grasping at her and leaning into her, making delightful noises of pleasure and wriggling about rather frantically. Every now and then, Aurora would lick her lips and mutter Maleficent's name, and before long, Maleficent wanted to lean forward and lick Aurora's lips too. But she didn't. Instead, she bent down and licked the girl's neck, right where she could see Aurora's heartbeat hammering away. Aurora gasped and clutched at Maleficent's horned head, trying to keep her in place. Maleficent liked the taste of Aurora under her tongue and the feeling of her under her fingers and against her skin, and her scent in the air. More than liked it- Maleficent wanted more of it.

Aurora moaned loudly into Maleficent's ear and she almost needed it, now. Whatever it was. More.
She licked and nuzzled Aurora's neck and shoulder and collarbone, and toyed with her breasts, not really sure what she was doing, but not stopping because Aurora seemed to be enjoying everything she was doing immensely.
They moved positions, and Aurora was pinned against the counter , holding Maleficent to her. She pulled Maleficent's head away from her shoulder and held it within her eyesight.
Maleficent tried to refocus her eyes, but she was too drunk on the feeling of Aurora's body against hers, pulling and pushing and sighing. Aurora waited, and finally ,Maleficent's fingers stilled when she saw the intensity in Aurora's gaze.

Both women were breathing hard, and shaking a bit in their excitement. Aurora bit her lip nervously.
She pulled Maleficent's head lower again , and stretched upwards to connect the two sets of lips, holding the kiss for a moment before pulling away. Maleficent looked at Aurora questioningly, confused but still aroused.
"It's called kissing." Aurora said quickly. Maleficent watched Aurora's tongue dart out and wet her own lips again.
"Kiss-sing?" Maleficent squinted at Aurora, cheeks red,eyes searching, and Aurora just stared back, nodding unsurely, wondering if she had made a terrible misstep. Maleficent rolled her lips as if to taste them. Her eyes drifted down Aurora's lips and then back up to her blue eyes.
" ," Maleficent muttered, a tiny smile appearing, growing, and fading, as she leaned forward, slowly,vto recapture Aurora's lips. She had no idea what to do, but it felt interesting.

Kissing. It felt soft. Aurora's lips began to move against hers and it felt better. Maleficent tried to imitate the movements of Aurora's mouth . Aurora had her eyes closed, so, Maleficent closed hers as well. It was easier to focus this way, she found, and soon, she lost herself in the dance of their mouths.
Aurora pulled back again, this time gasping for breath, her cheeks red and hot."Oh wow, yes. Maleficent," she nearly moaned, Maleficent's hands rubbing up and down the skin of her exposed torso, "You're good at this, Maleficent. You're really ... yes," Nearly, incoherent herself, and not even sure why she was stopping to talk anymore, she leaned forward again to continue their session.

Maleficent met her in the middle and picked up the kneading of Aurora's breasts again, finding the rhythm of Aurora's body and lips against her own. The shorter girl's mouth fell open as she tried to taste Maleficent's rotund lips . She wanted to taste every bit of Maleficent, she thought hungrily. It seemed like Maleficent had the same thought, for a moment later, Aurora felt the girl's warm tongue play across her upper lip. Surprised- but delighted- Aurora licked back, in rhythm. For Mal, the kissing soon started to make sense. Their lips rugged against each other's loosely and wetly and she liked it a lot, especially whenever Aurora made a noise and Maleficent could feel it reverberate within her own mouth. She began kissing down Aurora's chin and neck, and Aurora moved her legs apart to balance herself as she leaned against the counter. As if on cue, one of Maleficent's thighs found there way into the opening, and after that, they couldn't stop the momentum. They didn't want to.

Once Maleficent felt Aurora's wetness on her leg, and heard Aurora's groan of pleasure, she finally felt her instincts take over. Her ravenous, desperate instinct to...to what? Please Aurora. Like Aurora had done to her.

Aurora had wrapped her arms around Maleficent's neck and was simply reveling in whatever Maleficent was doing to her. Her center was aching so badly, that whenever Maleficent's thigh finally provided some pressure, she couldn't bring herself to part with it.
Maleficent dropped her hands from Aurora's breasts and wrapped them around the blonde's waist , and pulled her harder against the thigh. Aurora felt her self tighten against the impact, and then a second later, she involuntarily thrust her mound against the firm leg beneath her. Maleficent moaned with her that time and they rejoined lips hungrily. Aurora stuck her tongue into Maleficent's panting mouth and tasted the sweet, sharp taste of her. Maleficent kept rubbing her thigh deeper against Aurora's core and moaning back into Aurora's mouth. Their tongues were dancing now, tasting each other and sliding against each other and pulling away to the rhythm of the thrusts of the bodies beneath them. Aurora couldn't hold on to Maleficent or the counter for more than a couple of seconds and her legs felt like they would give out at any moment.

"Uhn, Maleficent," She whispered breathily, breaking the kiss for a moment. Maleficent listened, licking her lips and leering at Aurora hungrily.
"Bed?" Maleficent suggested, pressing her thigh into Aurora again without thinking, and Aurora nearly collapsed on the spot.
"Yes. Please. " Aurora groaned as a particularly powerful wave of pleasure hit. She automatically grasped at Maleficent , who involuntarily replied to the noise with a moan of sympathy. "Please," Aurora said again.
Maleficent bent down for a kiss again, stepping away from Aurora and allowing her a small respite without breaking the kiss . Aurora tangled her fingers in Maleficent's hair and pushed away from the counter. She contemplated touching Maleficent's horns as they stumbled towards the bed. She touched one at the root with the edge of her fingers and Maleficent tensed and pulled Aurora closer. They stood at the edge of the bed kissing and fell onto it, Maleficent lying underneath Aurora.

"What do your horns do if I touch them?" Aurora asked mischievously. "Do they hurt?" She touched the tip of one and it seemed to have no effect. Maleficent was running her hands up and down Aurora's body, stopping to tweak a nipple or poke her finger into a belly button.
Aurora ran her hand down the horn until it turned slightly bumpy in texture, but softer, as if the were covered in skin. Maleficent seemed to tense in anticipation, and Aurora realized with a shock, they probably were.
Curiously, Aurora slid her hand slowly down curve of the horn, Maleficent's breath growing more ragged as she descended, and rubbed softly at the roughened base . She felt Maleficent stiffen beneath her, and Aurora looked down to see Maleficent's eyes rolled back and her lids clench shut.
Quickly, Aurora retracted her hand, surprised at the sudden effect.
"It doesn't hurt does it?" She asked again, this time actually worried.

At the loss of contact,Maleficent's eyes refocused and she stared at Aurora seriously. She grabbed Aurora's hand with her own and placed it back at the top of her horn. Aurora's mouth went dry again. Maleficent placed her now free hand on Aurora's left breast and slid her other down Aurora's front, slipping them directly into Aurora's wetness.
Aurora tensed and relaxed against the long fingers exploring her center, releasing a moan . She gripped the middle of Maleficent's horns in her hands.
Maleficent could feel Aurora's desire, not only against her fingers but with her lower stomach, which Aurora's juices were spilling over onto. Maleficent slid her fingers up and down Aurora's slit, stopping to play with the nub at the front, which drove Aurora into a tizzy, and the entrance which Maleficent knew to be where Aurora could be penetrated deeper, and which Aurora made deeper, more drawn out sounds when Maleficent's fingers approached it.

She wouldn't enter Aurora that way today, as she really had no idea how Aurora would like to be penetrated there, or even if she would like to be at all. Besides, Maleficent rather liked how the nub felt and how it made Aurora behave. She slid her fingers all the way forward, played with the little fleshy button between her fingers, and Aurora cried out sharply, throwing her head back and then forward, sliding her hand further down Maleficent's horns. A tingle ran down Maleficent's spine, and she felt her center tense in preparation. She moistened further at sight before her; Aurora grinding up and down against her fingers, trying to gain satisfaction, blushing red and breasts bouncing and brow furrowed in concentration, shaky sounds of pleasure finding their way our from her quivering lips.
Maleficent slid her fingers between Aurora's lower lips again, gaining a satisfied, animalistic grunt from the frantic girl.

Aurora's hands slid even lower, and this time Maleficent met Aurora's thrust with her own.
Aurora was nearly feral now, vision blurring as she approached her climax. Maleficent's fingers were better than she had hoped, better than she had imagined. Her own fingers could not do them justice. And the sounds Maleficent made- Aurora thrust against Maleficent's hand again, and Maleficent let out a high pitched whine, full of want and need and so many things.
Aurora felt herself slipping. Everything just felt so good, so right, Maleficent's fingers on hers, Maleficent writhing in pleasure beneath her-Aurora fell forward and kissed Maleficent once more, and let herself release, grinding almost violently against those long fingers. Maleficent cupped Aurora's center, feeling the flooding of wetness onto her stomach as well as her hand.

Aurora held onto Maleficent's horns as she rode through her climax, fingers suddenly slipping down to Maleficent's scalp, at the unbelievably sturdy horn there. Maleficent let out a sharp cry ,and she was arching off the bed a few moments after Aurora, clutching at Aurora, at her breast and at her center, and Aurora was climaxing again, wailing in pleasure, tugging at Maleficent's head, trying to ground them, writhing.

Finally, Aurora fell forward against Maleficent, her hands loosening around Maleficent's skull. Maleficent relaxed underneath her.
Aurora was still making small jerky thrusts, unable to still herself. After a few moments, Maleficent moved her fingers against Aurora again, and within half a minute, Aurora climaxed again, feeling herself empty out onto the woman beneath her. Aurora lay still against Maleficent's lithe body, hands falling away from horns and moving to grab a free hand.
After a minute, Aurora spoke, shyly "Sorry about the mess."

And Maleficent slid her hand from between their bodies and slung the arm around Aurora's waist, holding them together. She turned her head and kissed the side of Aurora's forehead. Aurora lifted her head from Maleficent's neck and met her half way for another kiss- this one slow and tired but still a bit hungry. Maleficent broke it to catch her breath and Aurora tried to stop herself before she got worked up again . They just lay there for a while, feeling each other breathe, their skin soft and hot and slightly sweaty.

Eventually, Aurora slid off of Maleficent and lay beside her. She was still holding Maleficent's hand and staring at her profile. Maleficent's eyes were closed but she wasn't sleeping, and after a few more minutes, she turned to face Aurora and slide her free hand between the other girl's legs. Aurora made a noise of surprise, wondering how Maleficent could know that she was aroused again , and feeling a little embarrassed that she wanted more already. But Maleficent just looked Aurora steadily in the eye and inhaled deeply through her nose as if to say I can smell you, because she could. Aurora felt another wave of arousal flood her system, and she let Maleficent touch her again,rubbing the already sore button in gentle, slow circles at first. The rubbing stayed slow but gradually got harder as Aurora pressed against the outstretched palm, softly thrusting and receiving until she was satisfied, fully, and unable to move any more.

Maleficence's hand stilled between her lower lips. Aurora touched Malificent's cheek, tracing the bone there as Maleficent's eyes roamed her face, both pairs of eyes half lidded. Lazily, they drew nearer and kissed some more. Soon, they both felt themselves getting sleepy and slowly broke apart. Now, it was Aurora's turn to slide her fingers in between Maleficent's legs, but Maleficent was still tired. She looked at Aurora confusedly.
" I just like how you feel." Aurora whispered sleepily, and burrowed her face into Maleficent's chest, reveling in the warmth that was Maleficent and, admittedly, getting a little bit aroused again.
Eventually, Maleficent relaxed, and fell asleep against Aurora, and ,as was beginning to be there routine, Aurora soon joined her.

Aurora woke up to shuffling beside her in bed. Then a knock at the door. Groggily, she opened her eyes to see Maleficent sitting up and staring at the door.
Aurora made to get up and suddenly remembered that she was naked, and also her entire house smelled of she and Maleficent's essence. Someone knocked again. "Aurora! Open the door, deary." Someone yelled, and she recognized the voice. Of course. Of course they would visit today of all days.
"Give me a moment, please!" She hollered back, and begun looking around frantically for her dress, feeling Maleficent's eyes on her .
" Are you decent, now?" Another voice chirped. "Ooh,What have you been up to?" It giggled.
"Oh, quiet." Said a third one. "What one does in the privacy of there own home is...well..."
"Private." The first voice intoned, and Aurora could practically hear the other two nodding.
She blushed furiously as she pulled on her dress. Then she looked up and realized that Maleficent was still naked, and horned, and not at all inconspicuous looking.
"Here," Aurora said, hurrying over to the chest at the end of the bed and pulling out an old blanket to drape around Maleficent.
"Erm," Aurora looked at at how little the blanket had done. " Oh dear."

Maleficent stood up, clasping the blanket around her chest , and pointed to the window.
And grimly, Aurora nodded. Maleficent quickly kissed Aurora and then made her way to the window, clambering onto the counter and out the side, beelining to the forest. Aurora watched her as she turned around at the borderline and stared for a moment, before heading deeper in.
Aurora walked to the door, opening it.
"Finally." the bubbly voiced one said. " Took you long enough."
"Hello, Thistletwit."
"Hi." The other blonde grinned sheepishly.
"Flittle, Knotgrass," Aurora nodded to the the other women in turn ,"Sorry for the wait. I was taking a rest."
"Oh, dear," Flittle said worriedly, " Are you not feeling well?"
"Well-"
"Of course she's not feeling well!" Knotgrass interrupted. " Look at the state she's in! Her crumpled clothes, her disheveled hair. Her face is all red! Do you have a fever, dear?"

"Eh," Aurora said. The other three women waited for her to answer. "No." she said finally.
"Oh good!" Thistlewit smiled.
"Then we can come in?" Knotgrass said, making a move to enter.
"Uh, yes, of course," Aurora said awkwardly, moving to make space. "Please... come in."

Maleficent watched as the three women marched into Aurora's home. She pulled the garment Aurora had given her tighter against herself. They looked vaguely familiar. She didn't let herself think about it. She wasn't too upset that Aurora hadn't wanted her to stay to meet these strangers, but still, something did pull inside of her. She had tried to make her way back to her cave, but instead had found herself circling the perimeter of Aurora's territory. Watching, perhaps for any sign of danger. She didn't sense any, but she couldn't be quite sure. By the by, she realized that area near the roots of her horns was somewhat sore. And she could still feel tingles on her skin when she thought of Aurora touching her. And touching Aurora...Maleficent suddenly felt dizzy. She sat down, holding the blanket together beneath her chin. She could still smell Aurora's scent on her fingers.
Maleficent sat and looked at Aurora's home from her hiding spot in the woods. She told herself that she was merely safeguarding her...whatever Aurora was to her. From inside, she could hear laughter, Aurora's discernible from the rest. Something twinged inside of Maleficent's chest. It almost hurt, but she ignored it. Instead, Maleficent sat and waited, blinking away the bothersome wetness obstructing her vision.

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A/N: OK so, I guess I should explain that Maleficent doesn't actually think in words...just in case anyone was wondering. She has really good ideas and makes good connections, but she doesn't have the words to describe them. I try to use vocabulary that shows the eloquence of her thought process as well as her general cluelessness haha. There's a whole bunch of stuff I want to get into about feral children and brain development and so much more, but I'll probably save that for next chapter. Hope this one was long enough to make up for the absence. I kind of feel like I'm making Maloura into a couple of sex crazed teenagers, but then I figure, they're out in the woods alone for so long,they find each other, they get eachother, Maleficent is naked. It works. Plus it's a fanfiction so... :) I do what I want hehehe

If you guys are interested, I recommend looking up some stories of real life feral children such as Victor the wild child or Genie the feral child. They're not very happy stories, but they sure are interesting. That's all for now. Till next time!