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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:25 am
'No? I talk to mice before I eat them.. I guess there are other descriptions for me.' Ocelli gave a soft giggle, her ears flicking. She'd made peace with who she was, simply because she didn't give a fig what others thought. And also because despite being on the dainty side for a Kalona she could be vicious.
'No. I've seen death as well. You're talking to the wrong mare, especially if you wish your words to shock, or scare me. I have craved blood and flesh since the moment I took shaky steps from my basket, and I will continue that way until I breathe my last. But you let me close to you, you know what I am, and you know, despite your size if the whim took me I would attack you. You'd probably over power me, but I wouldn't regret it.' she grinned at him, her tail gently swishing back and forth across the ground behind her.
'You allowed me to do something that I enjoy. I think you might have assembled your pieces as you grew.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:26 am
“Mice? I don’t think mice should be talked to. They are small, annoying and squeak all the time.”
He nodded to her before flicking his hair away from his eyes again. Damn mane was getting on his nerves.
“Ah I see. Well then I will be on my guard. I figured you were different from the mindless bloodthirsty ones, but I guess not. It’s sad really. I have a friend kalona who doesn’t attack really anything unless someone attacked her. I guess not everyone is the same afterall.”
He shrugged and was a little put off that she would attack him out of a whim. She was different from the others, but if she did attack he wouldn’t be afraid to try to stomp her down to the ground as much as he could.
“I didn’t assemble anything. Trust me I’m not as nice as you may think I am. But either way…what has you out here this late? Not just hunting right?”
He asked her tilting his head slightly before wandering a little away from her, but making sure he kept a close eye on the little mare.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:28 am
The mice are dead. Did I not say that?' Ocelli laughed, and then gave a soft snort.
'Mindless. No, wrong again. A whim it might be, but there would thought behind it. Thoughts of what you taste like, and how you would fight. And of course, my own end. I give death so often, it would be foolish not to think of that.'
The mare took a few steps away from him, giving him more room. If he was going to be guarded because she'd been honest with him than it would be best, she wouldn't want a mis-construed movement to result in shed blood when she wasn't of the mood to fight.
'And I'm not mindless, nor as crazed as you may think I am. Of the two of us, I fear you are making the larger judgments.' she looked at Gabriel.
'I hadn't really thought on where I was going or what I was to do if I reached a destination. This warren, the toy were just convenient. And what of you?'
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:29 am
“Dead or alive they shouldn’t be spoken to. That is the point I was getting at. You really don’t have friends that you can talk to? I mean there has to be something or someone that is your friend out there.”
He snorted at her a little bit. His eyebrow twitched in irritation and it was coming to a sign where he should get walking.
“Mindless? No..I’m use to kalona’s attacking on a whim so I just assumed that is what you were trying to say. But please don’t test me. I may like fighting, but I don’t fight just for fun. I fight to the death most of the time or at least until one can’t walk. It would be a shame if I did that to a kalona such as yourself.”
He smirked to her as he continued to walk away from her.
“I’m not making any kind of large judgement. I like your breed and most of the time I would rather be around kalona’s, but like I said…you never know when one wants to eat you. I will be quick not to judge you though. I haven’t and won’t since I don’t want you passing judgement on me.”
He said to her flicking his tail behind him as he walked.
“Nothing really. Looking for something to do and then you came along. Got anything in mind that would be fun for the both of us?”
He asked her turning his gaze on her with a narrowed glare.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:30 am
'Really? Hmm..I thought it was fun to to talk to them, tell them that they'll meet each again in my stomach. Oh well.' Ocelli let out a little huffing sigh, but she was amused, not upset.
'Noted. You have a fondness for Kalonas, all or just mares?' she asked, wondering if it was some sort of kinship thing or if he just liked his females wild. She watched him walk, her eyes on his mane mostly, fighting an urge to sidle over and bury her face in it again. But she knew he wouldn't want that. Stubborn toy.
'Okay Gabriel.'
She said his name with a little smile, wondering why he cared what she thought, or whether she had friends. She didn't care if she did or not, though as an adult female she had urges that would address at some point. Ocelli knew she would seek out companionship when she wanted to - and with care, as she didn't want to be explaining her behaviour all the time.
'Yes. I have things on my mind. I don't know if you would find either of them fun.' she chuckled, her little teeth glinting.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:32 am
“Ah…well I don’t like fun I guess. I don’t have much fun anymore. Unless I hurt something but talking to others can be very boring even if they were dead. Actually my cousin can speak to spirits and see them. So he marvels in that fact.”
He turned to her more and raised his brow.
“Mostly kalona’s unless the non-kalona’s are in my family. I have a few related to me that are tolerable but kalona’s I get along with the best. But as for mares…I don’t get along with mare’s very well. I’m a stallion that believes male’s are better then female’s, so a lot don’t like me for that reason.”
He shrugged and continued to slowly walk through the tall grass.
“What are those things then? I have a lot of things I can find as fun, but it depends on what they are.”
He told her looking over to her huffing a little bit.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:33 am
'So you like hurting things? Well, obviously I would agree that can be fun. So I mean, if you like that, that's your fun. Fuuun.' Ocelli elongated the word, and clicked her wings together across her back, the curved claws at the tips making a quiet noise as she did so.
'No? Sooo, why are you talking to me then?' she raised a brow and then twisted her head, looking under her right hind leg. Straightening again she chuckled at Gabriel.
'Yes. I'm still female. I thought I should check, given what you've just said.' she chuckled to herself and watched him as he walked, following him at a distance, his mane pulling her like a dog would follow a bone.
'Hmm. Well, killing things. A good hunt, followed by a nice kill. Flying, but then well..you know.' she flicked her tail as she walked.
'Oh, and relations. I imagine I'll find that fun when I get around to it. Apparently it's supposed to be fun.' she added, as if she was talking about the weather.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:34 am
“Yes I do. Heh, but I wouldn’t say it’s super fun. At best it sets the demon within me to rest.”
He told her and really it was the only way his inner beast could get some rest. He craved bloodshed probably about as much as she did. He always craved it and for the most part wanted more of it.
“I can’t talk to you because you’re a female now? I didn’t say I hated all female’s. Only the ones that are prissy and need someone to take care of them. It’s pathetic and female’s should be strong enough to stand up for themselves. I have seen it and that is how a female should be. They are prized beings in my eyes. I think the weaker female’s are fun to pick on. I know you’re a female…but being a kalona and a stonge female doesn’t put you in the category that I despise.”
He told her nodding a little before then raising his brow. She was a little bold wasn’t she? He gave a slight dark chuckle before stopping his footsteps and looking to her with a half smirk, but with narrowed eyes.
“I have heard it’s suppose to be fun as well, but to be honest I rarely get around to it. No one takes my eye enough to get around to it.”
He shrugged and looked away walking again.
“But I’m up for anything. Whether it be killing something or having so called ‘relations’ with you. Just as long as you understand the consequences that could come from such actions.”
He gave a firm nod. The thought of children scared him to death, but he felt as long as a mare gave birth to strong kids, he would be fine with anything. He knew how to raise a child as long as it was a son. He didn’t know how he was going to raise a daughter if he ever had one.
“So what will it be..?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:35 am
'The 'demon within'. Are you sure there isn't any Kalona in your bloodline somewhere?' Ocelli asked. Her mother would certainly be happy if she bought him home, but that was as unlikely as him sprouting wings. They'd just met, she didn't know much about relationships beyond what her mother had told her, and he had a thing about females. Although apparently she in the 'okay' camp as she was a Kalona female. He was making her head spin really.
'No, I never said that. You said that. That males are better than females. You didn't tack on that bit about me being acceptable because I'm not a weepy girly until I joked about my being female.'
She fell quiet, mulling over the options. She thought that hunting would be the less provocative choice, and have less consequences for the moment.
'We'll hunt. My stomach is making 'feed me' noises. I'd like to see how well you hunt also.'
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:36 am
“No..my bloodline is mostly Cerynei and Unicorn based, but more Cerynei then anything.”
He nodded to her and growled a little bit.
“True..well I guess I assumed a little too much.”
He shrugged as he heard what they would do making him smirk a bit. He was ready for a good hunt and ready to hurt something that wasn’t important.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:37 am
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