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FitzRoyal rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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 Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 2:03 pm
The mare retreated, moving further towards the sweeping boughs of the fir tree. But not before sending one last parting shot Xan’s way. It went wide, missing Xan by just a few inches. He watched the feathered Kalona back off, but made no move to follow. He stayed put, his adrenaline racing, his sides heaving. And then he started to chortle. It started out as a soft chuckle but soon escalated into a real laugh. A laugh filled of amusement and just a tinge of malice. It had been a while since Xan had had this much fun. It had been a while since he’d had a good fight.
Grinning, he turned his pupil less eyes to the Kalona. “I’m starting to like you, you amuse me greatly.” the words were like velvet, with only a hint of his normal growl.
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magnadearel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 7:00 am
Zo gave a hiss when her hoof missed by so much. She'd have to practice that one again. There was no excuse for missing like that. Watching him warily from her spot a safe distance from him, her ears twitched as he started laughing. Laughing was good wasn't it? Even though they'd just tried to do serious damage to each other.
"Sooooo, then you'll share the meat with me even if it is your kill?" She looked hopefully at the other. Had he come to see that fighting was pointless? There was clearly enough here for both of them. Her feathers unstuck slightly from her skull and neck.
HP: 20 (Resetting from 20)
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FitzRoyal rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:12 pm
“Now why ever would I do that? I killed it and you did not…Just because I like you doesn’t mean I’ll share it with you...or maybe I should.” Xanti’s feral grin remained but he gave her a thorough glancing over. She had several wounds, but then again so did he. But he had managed to back her farther away from the carcass…and she was at a slight disadvantage with those wings.
But then again he was coming down off the bout of adrenaline and soon he’d have to eat or fear losing too much energy. And in order to eat peacefully he’d either have to get her to leave, or kill her as a second source of food. Which was a possibility, but a lot more work. Maybe if he just gave her some meat she’d leave.
Xanti gave a low growl. Conflicted. Finally, he came to a decision.
He turned and casually walked over to the carcass, appearing to be at ease even though his back was exposed to an enemy. He began to rip and tear at the caribou, occasionally glancing back at the feathered Kalona. After several minutes of chomping on the dead creature, he dragged one of the rear legs away from rest of the body. It was a fairly big portion, containing the whole leg plus the area around the hip. It still had a decent amount of meat on it. He tossed it her way.
HP: 20
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 7:15 pm
Zosime opened her mouth to respond, then closed it. Why should he? He was absolutely right when he said she didn't kill it. She couldn't. Her vow forbade her from killing any large game. Her stomach rumbled as she tried to come up with a valid reason.
She didn't think that kindness would be a good reason for a soq like this. What motivated him then? The mare was completely baffled. He said he liked her, but she wasn't so sure it meant the same thing as when she said it. Zo could feel the wounds bleeding sluggishly now and knew they'd close completely soon.
She was getting her breath back slowly. The stalemate was starting to make her nervous. Why didn't he do something? She assumed he'd attack. The surprise was clear on her face as he actually turned away from her and toward the carcass. Wasn't he afraid she'd attack him like that?
Intrigued she watched him. Her ears twitched at the sounds of ripping meat. Her mouth salivated, it smelled good from here. Zosime didn't move from her spot the whole time he was working on the carcass. When a haunch of caribou came toward her she stepped back. Was he attacking her with the meat?
Then it hit her. He was giving her a share. Gratefully she looked at him, "why?" He hadn't come off as the kind to share.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 6:51 pm
Xanti gave the feathered Kalona a long look before replying, considering his response, "Although this...exchange was amusing, it would be pointless to continue. The energy I would spend killing you wouldn't equal the amount gained from your carcass...." His voice still contained a trace of velvet but the gruffness was starting to return. His large tongue flicked across his lips in a subconscious sign of hunger and his stomach gave a low rumble of displeasure. He could still taste the sweet elk meat on his tongue, and it evoked a flood of saliva; which slipped between his canines and dripped down to the earth below. Xan was starting to get hungry, and his irritation was returning.
"I suggest you grab it and go before I change my mind." He briefly contemplated starting his feast right now in her presence. This time though, he thought better of it. He'd wait till she moved off before gorging himself. Turning your back on your opponent, even during respite, was dangerous and he'd be stupid to do it again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 4:18 pm
Zo nodded. As she lowered her head to the leg, she murmured softly, "Thank you."
Quickly, as it probably wouldn't do to stick around anymore, she picked up the leg and beat a quick retreat. If she ever encountered that particular soq again she would go carefully. Clearly he could be very temperamental. Her snack clutched firmly in her jaws Zo vanished into the forest.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 6:08 pm
Xanti watched her grab the leg and flee from under the tree. He waited, ears twitching, listening to her hoofbeats, as she made a hasty getaway. Only when he could no longer hear the feathered kalona did he finally dine upon his carcass, satisfying his hunger. Once finished, he collapsed to the forest floor, ready for a nap... when the soft "squeak, squeak" of a frightened mouse high up in the boughs of the fir interrupted him. Sighing, Xanti cracked open an eye, but didn't move beyond that. He watched the offending creature scamper about ...but let it be. The creature's life would be spared this day.
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