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DraconicFeline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
83
Total: 83 (1-100)
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 Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 4:58 pm
NaitaTaming Records:Assists:
Completely Failed Attempts:
Leklan: 2
Successful Captures:
Successful Tames:
Leklan: 1
Successful Trains:
Attempting:Leklan Relevant Bonuses:Base: 70-100 Khehora -5 Familiarity +15 Leklan: +10 to 1 and 2, -40 for 3 (50-100 for 1 and 2, needs a natural 100 for 3)
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
86
Total: 86 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:03 pm
(83 = successful capture)
(Rolling for taming)
Naita took a moment or a few to catch her breath, feeling far too warm from her run – which, for a firani, was saying a lot. She panted, tongue lolling and muscles aching almost to numbness as she stared off, longingly, in the direction the leklan had run in.
She didn't just want to let the little thing run off into the wilds – it was one of those not-wild animals that magescans kept, and it would be easily eaten up out there by predators... By things just like her.
Except, they were not just like her because she wanted to not eat it. She wanted to help it and keep it and carry it around... the more she thought about it, the more attractive the idea sounded.
Finally, her wind returning, she set out at a trot, following it's oily scent of fur and fear through the dirt and leaves.
Poor thing... Naita thought, sympathetically, I'll make you not scared soon... but how? How would have to come later – the little b*****d had gone further than she had expected. “Cid?” she called out, and suddenly, there he was.
He lay, panting, in the shade of one of Serenia's broad-leafed trees, which rustled softly in a light breeze as Naita began to move slower, so as not to startle it. “Are you all right?” she said, nosing the leklan before sitting next to it. It moved to look at her, tired panic in its eyes, but she could tell that it's leg hurt it.
“Hey, at least you're alive, Cid!” she said, incredibly happy. She had no idea what to do with injuries on a prey animal, but now that she had caught up to it, she could get it to come with her, which meant she could find someone who did know what to do with injuries. “I'm just glad I caught up to you!” she said, snuggling it's warm, frightened body in relief.
(328/300)
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:19 pm
(86! Successful Tame! Needs an 100 to train, lol. Rolling ~~~)
That was the problem, though. Naita couldn't have a pet that was frightened of her... well, she could, it just wasn't the same. She didn't want all of it's fluffy hair to fall out from fear or something – that would just be sad. She wanted it to trust her – how else could she hug it and cuddle it and use it as a pillow without it tensing and ruining everything?
“Now...” she asked the Leklan, “How do I get you to trust me?” currently – she knew – the only reason it was not fleeing her was because it was exhausted and injured. How could she change that?
“Well, how do people get me to stay?” she wondered out loud, and then she had it – food! “Maybe if I feed you!” she said, grinning happily in one of those 'Eureka' moments that she, being a creature of brawn, so rarely got.
Well, all right! What did little fluffy things eat? Plants, probably. “You stay right there!” she said, and bustled into the surrounding brush, looking for things that a leaf-eater would find tasty. Leaves, obviously... Nice, big, juicy ones. Or tender, translucent ones? Naita wasn't sure, being a nearly-obligate meat-eater herself. There weren't that many new leaves, though, not this late in the year. Most were dry and dead, and Naita bet that they were about as appetizing as dirt.
Still, there were some clusters of leaves on the branches and she picked them happily. They weren't new and tender, but they were big and she could carry things in them, which was – she had noticed – one of those problems that came with being a khehora.
Okay, those were leaves, but what else? A bush of berries caught her eyes and she grinned. Perfect! she thought, happily, berries were sweet treats, and who could resist them? And she even knew these berries, and that they weren't poisonous, so that was even more perfect. She gathered a few into the large leaves and, her package safely held in her jaws – cheerfully bounded back.
To her relief, the leklan was where she had left it. She dropped the package of leaves and berries near its face. “Well?” she said, sitting back eagerly, “What do you think, do you like it?”
The Leklan sniffed at the leaves cautiously and nibbled at a berry, bleating warily as it ate. When no attacks were forthcoming, it ate a little more, and then, emboldened, ate more until, finally, it was munching nonchalantly at the leaves and berries. Clearly, it had been hungry.
“Yep!” she said, pleased, curling up nearby to watch it, “You just eat up now...”
(450/300)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 9:00 pm
(4 = unsuccessful training)
Naita rested, occasionally getting up for more berries and leaves to feed the creature. Soon it seemed comfortable with her presence, becoming accustomed to her arriving with food and being there while it ate. It was not long before – with imperious bleats – it began demanding food, a gesture which amused her.
Soon, though, Naita started to feel antsy. “Say, Cid. I'm thirsty. Do you think you'd mind being carried over to a river or something?” Come to think of it, the little guy was probably thirsty himself. “Tell you what, I'll see if I can get you there. Just...” she nosed closer, trying to find some sort of ruff to hold onto him with, something that wouldn't break his cute little neck or stab his pudgy body. Naita wasn't even sure if the fluffy thing was a 'he', not that she cared particularly. It's name was Cid and it was cute and soft and that was what mattered.
“All right, here goes...” she said, gently picking up the leklan in her mouth and holding it by a scruff of it's thick fur.
Cid was not happy. He was very much not happy. “Baaaaaah!” the leklan bleated, pawing at the air desperately. Naita ignored it's struggles and headed out into the woods. She'd thought she'd seen a river – or at least had heard it – and once she headed in the direction she thought it might be. She couldn't track the water by scent: the leklan's scent was stuck in her nose, quite literally.
She was not sure if she was going the right direction, but soon she had confirmation – the sound of rushing water. Soon it was in sight: a placid, large body of water, full of stones that had been tumbled smooth by the water and the current.
She placed Cid at the edge and settled in as the leklan regained its footing, shaking. “There.” she said, making sure it managed all right, “See, didn't hurt you.” she lowered her head to the water and drank, slurping the cool water into her dry throat, “This won't, either. Try it.” she nudged the Leklan to the water. It bleated and backed away, sitting a ways from her and staring at her with it's big, dark, empty eyes.
“Ah well.” she said, chuckling,”You can bring your dam to water, but you can't make her drink...” she splashed her face with the water, enjoying the coolness, “I'm just glad you aren't running away, you fluffy little thing.”
And she was.
(424/300)
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