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 Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:31 pm
-Give me your links and I will add them-
Feel free to toss in extra characters if you want random stats but please just have it be the kids arriving back to see Allide.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:33 pm
Three eggs procured with the help of her faithful Auchindoun and cared for through every our of the day and night in a nest made from her feathers and lined with his. The chicks that hatched from these eggs would be strong. They had kept them warm, and sung the traditional songs over them. The hatching was her responsibility, but once the chicks were out of their shells the responsibility of raising them would be left to their partners.
The first had begun hatching today, singing from inside the tiny space though the slight hole for all the world to hear. The moment they heard those first few peeps Auchindoun had flown off to go find Allide’s children. He already knew the message. Your ravens have arrived. Today you become adults. Go to your mother. Auchindoun had known for some time now that her children were all ready to take this step into adulthood. The problem of safely hatching eggs while on the move had prevented her from even seeking out quality eggs until now, when her first born where almost ready to leave her side and seek out partners of their own without her help. This first meeting was something she had always wanted to be there for, so she had done everything she could to make it happen.
Now as she watched the first of the three chicks pushed its way out of the shell. She smiled down upon it as though it were her own.
“Which of my children will you honour, little one?” she wondered out loud. The first, now free from its shell peeped a few times, the curled up to rest. As it did the second poked its head out of its shell for the first time. She whistled a gentle song to it, the tune was that of one of the traditional songs, full of wishes for a life worthy to be recorded in song.
Auchindoun was back. She looked over at him, “Did you find them all?”
“Of course,” was his reply. Though he knew she would never have doubted him. Normally, he would have hopped over to rest in front of her, but today he went straight to the chicks, checking each in turn.
“The third has not started moving yet,” Allide said as she lifted her head slightly to show where she’d been keeping it warm, stashed safe under her feathery neck. Auchindoun hopped over to it, nudging it once with his beak before settling down on top of it, pressed against her breast.
“Often one is a little slower than the others,” he said. Then, “They will all need food soon.” He nudged the two newly hatched babies over to nestle under his wing before closing his eyes.
She quite nearly laughed; it wasn't like him to speak to her like that. A smile crossed her lips. He would be tired after flying every which way to find her adventurous brood. The little raven had more than earned a break. Without saying a single word she got up to go find some meat suitable for their first meal.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:34 pm
Apocrypha's hunt had been cut short when the older grey kalona stallion had swooped down from the sky to club her prey on its head with his thick hooves. The pronghorn had never stood a chance. She’d sneered at him then. Not only for the fact that he’d just stolen her lunch, but also because of the complete lack of grace he’d exhibited while doing it. As she watched him start to eat she thought. There had to be a way to teach this manner less b*****d a lesson. She stepped from the shadows, a shocked look on her race and some impressive crocodile tears welling up in her eyes.
“Shilk,” she wimpered. “Oh, Shilk, my friend! What happened to you?” her eyes flicked up from the corpse to glare at the strange stallion. “You! What did you do to my Shilk!”
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:34 pm
Nahum straightened up, blood still dripping from his mouth, to stare at the filly who’d just emerged from the woods. Who the ******** did she think she was? Even if this was her friend she should be old enough by now to know the sorts of cruel things that happened to those too weak to defend themselves.
He chuckled, “Oh, sorry girlie. Was this your little buddy?”
He nudged the limp corpse with one hoof, and then lifted the same hoof only to bring it down hard on the creature’s skull. The crunch was muffled somewhat as the broken skull was pushed down into the earth.
“Oops,” he said, tone a cheerful singsong. “You should really watch out for your little friends. There’s no telling what sort of trouble they could stumble upon when left to wander on their own in the deep, dark, woods.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:35 pm
Apocrypha hadn't seen her stalking from the bushes then. The urge to grin was suppressed and she instead focused the emotion into a slight vibration of her wings. A motion she hoped would resemble a show of fury.
“Shilk was my friend and you didn't even give her a chance to speak!” A shift in the stranger’s expression let her know that she’d made a mistake. That had most likely been the gender. She shook, this time in real fury at herself for making such an obvious slip up. Rather than give the stranger the chance to call her out on it she doubled down. With an enraged scream she charged forward, fangs bared.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 10:35 pm
It was entirely obvious from where Nahum was standing that the pronghorn had been male. Well, either that or it was some freak female with a rather impressive pair of-
His chain of thought was interrupted when the strange filly screamed and charged his way. While she was still young she was by no means still tiny, so when the charge started it gave him enough of a shock to jump back with a flap of his wings. It was a good thing too. While this girl had many wings like an angeni would she also seemed to have a sharp set of teeth and the paws of a wolf underneath it all. There was no telling what these half breeds were thinking.
“Back off,” he grumbled. “You were just planning on eating him yourself any ways.”
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