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 Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:49 pm
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: Time In The Trees ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx773
Usage
xxxxxPrentice Growth
She had nothing else to do. Her mother and grandmother were busy doing something and her brother was off doing his own thing. Ming hadn't even seen Callum lately. She had to wonder what it was everyone was doing. The Alkidike and wind hybrid took a deep breath and looked around at the forest as she walked. The crystals that littered the floor of the forest were beautiful, and the mushrooms glowed in beautiful colors. The light caught the coloring of her skin and made it seem eerie. It didn't help that her crystals seemed to reflect the light. She was a sight to be seen, that was for sure. Yellow skin with a low blueish green glow and pink crystals that bounced the light off like it was some kind of unwanted insect. The thought amused her a little. In fact, Ming'we wondered if she were to have more crystals would she look like a mirror?
A giggle escaped her and it shook her shoulders a bit. It was amusing how she could pick fun at her appearance and think nothing of it. Ming stood by her words to Ilyra though. They were not oddities, they were rarities. Of course not everyone appreciated their looks but there was nothing to be done about it. Most she could hope for was mild acceptance of the fact that she existed.
Moving on, she'd find the perfect looking tree that just begged to be climbed. With a bit of excitement Ming'we bit down on her bottom lip and looked around to see if there was anyone nearby. When her pure blue eyes found no one she moved closer to the tree in question and started to search for the best foot holds. Yes, she was intent on climbing the tree. The blonde wanted to know just how high up she could go, and what beautiful things she would see up there. She knew that the flowers of the forests grew on the tree tops rather than on the ground and she wanted to see them for herself. Not second hand or half dead from where someone had plucked it.
She found purchase and started to hoist herself up into the tree. Ming'we could feel the bark digging into her hands and feet. It stung a little, and she reckoned she'd have some scratches to deal with later, but the sight that awaited her was well worth it. Pulling herself higher and higher, she kept her eyes on the prize, already she could see the lovely petals of flowers and feel the filtered sunshine on her face from the breaks in the canopy. Ming paused for a second to lean her head back and close her eyes, basking in the delight. The sun felt warm on her skin and the slight breeze that trickled its way through the leaves was amazing. For good measure she took a deep breath and inhaled the sweet scent of pollen and nature. Was this what it was like for her Alkidike sisters all the time? Being this close to Aisha?
That thought made her open her eyes and feel a pang of sorrow. Ming'we would never get to see Aisha. She was not allowed to travel to the Chibale Islands because of her half blood. She continued to climb, working her way to the top, and once she was just below the break in the tree tops she found a large branch to sit on. Putting her back against the trunk she'd look out at all that was before her. The forest and its perilous floor, the canopy with it's beautiful flowers, all of it she could see. Lifting a hand up she'd gently touch the flowering bloom that dangled just in front of her head. Ming didn't want to pick it or even damage it but she did want to feel the softness of the petals on her fingers.
The sweet smell of blossoms tickled the young hybrid's senses. Giving a relaxing sigh she'd lean back once more against the tree and reach back with one hand to splay her hand across it's rough exterior. This was as close as she would get. The closest she would ever be to Aisha. And despite the pain she felt at being denied what others had, this would be enough for her. It felt relaxing at the top of the forest. So much so that she was able to close her eyes and rest. Even her mind became peaceful. Within moments of shutting her eyes the blonde would slip into slumber feeling cradled and secure in the arms of her mother's mother.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:51 pm
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: Choosing A Path ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx1007
Usage
xxxxxPrentice Growth
She had been saying it all along hadn't she. That she would need to leave home to find a teacher. That she was going to become a sniper. An earthling class. Ming'we knew it was what she wanted to do, had been since she was little when she saw a wind nomad wield a crossbow, but that didn't mean that her mother and grandmother approved of the decision. Something of which made her feel guilty. However, she couldn't just forget about what she wanted. Not even for her twin would she forget.
Her blue eyes went toward the bow that she had been given to practice with. It wasn't the same as the weapon she wanted but she could work on her accuracy with it just as well. Her fingers itched to feel the trigger of a crossbow. Her arm wanted that weight to support and her shoulder wanted to feel the subtle recoil of when the arrow would be released. Ming sighed. It was no use denying that she felt closer to the earthling class than she did to an Alkidike path.
For a moment she wondered if maybe her brother felt the same way. Would he follow an earthling path or would he strive to become something worthy of the Alkidikes. Could he choose that path? She knew that pure Alkidikes were females so would a male be able to do that? She took a deep breath. Ming didn't want to leave her brother out to dry if he chose to take another path.
Staring at the bow that had been lent to her she debated whole heartily. Even when she tried to convince herself she couldn't see herself taking any path laid out by the amazon race. She had her mother and gran to keep her close to Aisha but she had only herself and her brother to keep connected to the mother she lost. She wanted to grasp at that lost connection and the only way she could think of to do it was to follow an earthling class.
Without realizing it she was reaching for the necklace that now hung at her neck. A rock from her home land; Sauti. Thankfully Callum had thought to bring some with him when he traveled. It made her feel that much closer to the mother she had lost. Rubbing her fingers over the stone she'd close her eyes and think back to how things were with her mothers. “How can I get that back?” She would need to find a center for her life. Something she could count on to be there at all times. A comfort.
“I want the feel of something close.” She whispered to herself. “I need to become a sniper.” She would make her mother and Gran approve one way or another. If it wasn't now then it would be when she reached her goal and proved to them that she could do it. Ming'we thought maybe if she even became the best then she would get the recognition from her Alkidike family that she deserved. When she opened her eyes again she found her eyes no longer looking in the direction of the bow but rather toward the hall and where her twin brother's room lay.
“I wish I knew what Minga wanted.” The blonde didn't like the idea of leaving her sibling behind. Nor did she want to leave him alone in the world. “Maybe I can ask Callum to look after him?” She was sure her closest friend would do such a thing if she asked. “Yes.” She nodded her head and cased her antennae to wiggle and twitch.
Reaching up with her free hand she ran her palm across the sensitive things. She'd need to cover them for when she traveled. It might help her to blend in. At least until she made it back to Sauti. There she didn't mind who saw her differences. After all she was half wind half a part of them. It was her home. A home she loved and missed greatly.
It was decided then. Ming'we would follow her dream to take the earthling class of sniper. Since she would already be leaving home to help a friend find his brothers she wouldn't need to worry about an excuse to leave the house. She would however have to let Callum know that she was leaving and that she would want him to stay close to Minga. “After I help Iso I'll see about traveling to Sauti to find a teacher.” That was if she didn't find one along the way. After all, she wasn't even sure where Isolder's brothers were. For all she knew they might end up in her home land.
“Wouldn't that be funny.” She mused. Helping a friend and it leading her to her own goal. Ming'we grabbed the bow and headed out the door. Slinging it over her shoulder she would give a backward glance to where her brother's room was. It would be her only regret. The hybrid would have to make a trip back just to check on him. Maybe not to take care of him but to make herself feel better. A hand came up to her lips and she pressed a kiss to her fingers. In the next moment she blew the kiss at Minga's bedroom door then she was gone.
Since she wasn't sure when she would be back Ming'we decided that she'd help out her mother and her Gran by doing a few more chores. After all she had a few moments before her friend came back from getting supplies. Using that time wisely, helping her family, would mean a lot to them. It would certainly help her Gran out since she would be losing a young hand around the house.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 6:52 pm
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: Seeking A Healer ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx1057
Usage
xxxxxArcher Growth
Pain shot up from her right shin as she hobbled along. Since she had been out practically day dreaming about finally being home she had run into a Drund. Nasty little things when they want to go on the offensive. Also poisonous. Ming'we grunted at the thought. How could she he been so careless as to not remember that Sauti held dangers? She knew she had missed the rugged terrain but she never imagined that she would have been so careless. Ah well, she thought, there was no time or point in dwelling on it now. The damage was done and she needed to find a healer to cleanse her wound before it got infected or worse.. The poison could have been injected into her since she was seen as a threat. If that was the case then she would end up sick.
Ming'we was sure she hadn't received enough venom, if any, to actually kill her. At least she hoped she was sure. That didn't mean she was going to take the chance on it though. That was the last thing she wanted to do mostly because it could very well be the last thing she really did do. So she made her way, slowly, over rocks and uneven land in the direction she knew a small market to be. It was the same one she had passed on her way to enjoy the view. She wasn't sure a healer would actually be there but she knew someone selling medicinal supplies would be there and that was a start.
It took her some hours to reach the bustling little market since she had to stop a few times due to the pain. Normally such a wound wouldn't have phased her but fr some reason this one burned like no other. And it was that realization that made her believe she truly had been given some of the Drund's poison. Sweating and looking rather pale she made her way through the large throng of people in search of the vendor that would have items to help. Not an easy task when bodies jostled and seemed to swim before her eyes. Exhaustion, she told herself. No need to get into a panic if it was nothing. Even if it was a something panicking wouldn't help. It would in fact make things worse.
As she finally spotted the stall she had been searching for the blonde made a very wavy bee-line toward it. "I would like a small bottle of cleansing alcohol and some salve to put over a wound." Despite her words appearing clear in her mind they came out slurred and it took the merchant a moment to grasp what it was that she wanted. With a grim expression the woman handed Ming'we what she wanted but waved her off when the hybrid went to pay for them. "You look like you are about to fall over, Child. There is a healer over the peak, you best be on your way." The kindness made Ming nod her head with a smile and she muttered a thanks before she moved away.
The directions to the healer's had been appreciated but she still had to stop so that she could clean her wound before going on her way. Something she was not looking forward to at all. Actually she dreaded it. Finding a sun bleached stick she lifted it to her mouth and bit down, ignoring the dirt that rested against her tongue. That was the least of her concerns. Besides a little bit of dirt never hurt anyone. With three deep breaths to ready herself she uncorked the small bottle of alcoholic solution and poured it over the lacerations in her leg. The sting was instantaneous and she jerked her leg in response but it was the burn that happened after that truly caused her to put teeth marks in the stick she held with her mouth. Holy winds that hurt! Those beautiful pure blue eyes of hers clamped shut tightly as she waited it out then poured a bit more to make sure she killed any germs that lingered.
With that done she peeked open her eyes and released her bite so that the stick fell from her mouth to the ground. As it clattered she let out a breath she hadn't even known she was holding. "And I'm supposed to be strong." Ming'we half snorted out. Setting aside the remaining bit of alcohol the blonde took the salve in hand and dabbed her fingers in it. Once she had a good amount out of the container she gently applied it to the many holes in her leg. They were deep teeth marks left by the Drund she encountered but she hoped the salve would keep any dirt and grime out of them until she reached a healer. After making sure that all the breaks in her skin were covered she tucked the small supplies into her cowl and decided to trek along.
With a goal in mind she moved in the same slow pace but with a somewhat less turbulent mind. Ming'we had cleaned the wounds and even covered them so that nothing could get in. Now all she had to do was keep her determination to reach a healer. Better safe than sorry she always said. Kinda. Ok, so she never actually said that, but now was a good time to start. But the more she traveled the more tired she got and the more worried. So Ming reached back and took her crossbow off it's holder so that she could keep in in hand. It would be good to have it just in case she ran into another Drund den. Or some other creature that might think she was intruding on their territory. "Can't believe I didn't pay attention." The hybrid scoffed at herself with some disappointment. "Living with mo-... that woman... in Jauhar must have made me soft." Her eyes made a sideways glance in the general direction of Jauhar. It was where she had left her Alkidike mother and her faith in the Amazon tribe. Ming was still angry from their treatment of her. Shaking her head she ceased thinking of them and finally crossed the peak. With the healer's house in sight she made the downward journey easier than the upward one.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 5:39 pm
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: That Moment ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx1000
Usage
xxxxxArcher Growth
She’d reached her childhood hometown. Upon arrival she’d had company in the form of an Alkidike. An Albino to be exact. However, it wasn’t too long after they arrived that they both got wind of a tournament that was to take place in Oba. Ming’we had seen no reason for her to participate in the thing, after all she wasn’t needed to fight against anyone and she certainly didn’t want to do such a thing for sport. Even if she might get to take pot shots as a few Alks in the process. Ilyra, on the other hand, had decided that she wanted to go.
Ming was a little upset at the fact that the woman would just head off like that, but then again she supposed there was nothing really keeping her in Sauti. There had been a small discussion about it in which Ilyra had promised she would return and the blonde hybrid had been adamant about her friend making sure she had enough of her herbs and things so that she didn’t burn too badly. If Ilyra thought the sun was bad in Sauti then she would be even more uncomfortable in Oba.
After watching her friend walk away Ming’we had turned and looked around at what she had in her sights. Land. Rocks. Dust. She took a deep breath then let it out in a huff. It looked as though she was going to be doing things on her own. As usual. Though she wasn’t sure if she was angry at Ilyra for leaving so soon or if she was upset.
It brought on a weird mix of things. Ilyra was an Alkidike, so why would her leaving affect her so much? Then again, she was also viewed as different by the Amazon tribe so that made her kinda like Ming. Frowning and causing ridges to appear on her forehead she had to stare at the ground for a while. It confused her greatly that she felt close to Ilyra when she was essentially what Ming’we hated.
“But it’s not like I hate Ilyra…” Came the words from her mouth.
Finding somewhere to sit down she brought her knees up to her chest and stared at the sky. Could she really just be friends with the albino Alkdike? Would it mean her hatred was gone? No. But it would mean that she was willing to look past certain things. That in itself was news to her. Ming had been certain that she couldn’t get along with another Alk, ever. That hurt was still there and so fresh.
She brought a hand up to touch the place where one of her feelers had once been. The healing skin was smooth but tender. Ming’we knew that they would never grow back. It was like if someone cut of their arm. That was it! There was no second arm waiting to grow to replace it. After wincing once or twice she dropped her hand so that it could rest on her knees.
“I hate Alkidikes. I do.” Ming spoke and did her best to be convincing.
However, the tone she had didn’t seem to be convincing enough. She tried again, this time gritting her teeth as she spoke but even that didn’t seem to work. The more it didn’t work the more she seemed to get angry. Why was it so weak sounding!? After the tenth time of trying to convince herself she had tears spilling over onto her cheeks.
“No. I hate myself…” And there was the truth of it.
Alkidikes were supposed to be strong and yet she had been so badly beaten and left for dead. She was no Alk. She didn’t even qualify for being half of the Amazon race. So she screamed at the sky then got to her feet so that she could pick up a rock and hurl it at nothing. That didn’t seem to alleviate the anger that was still in her so she picked up another and another and threw them as hard as she could until she pulled the muscle in her shoulder and had to stop.
Ming’we stood there for several minutes trying to catch her breath and recover from her fit. Then she turned her attention to the land around her. She was alone and on her own once again so she needed to provide for herself. Both of her hands came up and wiped her tears away from her eyes and just like that she straightened her clothes then moved away from where she stood so that she could find wood and things she needed to build a home that she could call hers. Ming wanted to have that stability for herself. A place that was her haven. A private oasis in the desert of her life. If she could manage that then may, just maybe, she could find a place for herself to belong in the world. That was all she wanted in the end. To know she belonged and that she had someone to love and care for.
It was then that she realized she wanted a family. Not just any family but a lover and a child. Perhaps even more than one child. It would fill her heart and her days with affection and happiness. The blonde stared down at her feet as these thoughts ran amok in her mind. Who could she ask to give her what she wanted? No one really. She and Isolder had parted ways, they were just too similar in a lot of ways and things were losing their newness. That merchant she'd had a tryst with wasn't likely to be someone she could spend her days with. So who did that leave for her? Ilyra. The thought popped into her mind quickly. The albino alkikdike was a good friend of hers, or at least she considered the woman as such, but she wasn't so sure if there was something more there.
"Maybe..?" Ming'we questioned herself out loud.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2016 10:07 am
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: See what they see ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx1513
Usage
xxxxxArcher Growth Quest
At first Ming'we had decided not to go to the festival this year. What was there for her to see that she hadn't seen before in the past? Or rather, what would others see when she was there? Would they see her differences the way she did or would they simply see another party goer? All of those questions had prevented her from even considering it, but then at the last minute she decided that she wanted to go. After all it had been her wind mother's favorite time of the year and she yearned to feel close to her once more.
So there she was, mingling with all the other people that had come to attend the event. What surprised her, however, was seeing the number of hybrids that were there. Mainly the Alk hybrids. There were a few who were mixed with the Ice tribe, something she found highly interesting, and then another few that were as she was. Heck, she was even seeing some that had multiple earthling tribes mixed with that of the amazons.
One such mix stood out to her. It was a small babbin to be sure, but the traits she saw in the child made her stop where she was. Her pure blue eyes focused on him so that she could take everything in. His eyes. His skin color. The antennae. There was no mistaking that the child had Alkidike within him. But she saw traces of others that astonished her. Shifter, ice, and.. the blonde hair of the wind tribe. Absently she reached up and touched her own hair. As Ming continued to watch the child as he interacted with two Ice kids she failed to notice just who it was that stood behind him.
Here she was so close to Callum and all she could focus on was this kid who was so out of place! He didn't belong here! Even if he shared the traits of the Ice and Wind he had that part of him that Ming'we hated most. Alk. How could anyone allow their child like that to be present? Didn't they know what had happened in the most recent conflict with those despicable women?
With a roll of her eyes she tsked and brought her eyes up to the man behind him only to stop dead in her tracks. All movement stopped. All thoughts ceased. The only thing she saw was her childhood friend. Then it registered in her mind! That child.. the very one she had been looking down on... was his! Ming'we gasped and brought both hands up to her face, covering her mouth in horror at how her mind had worked. Tears formed and she stared at her long time friend from behind the moving bodies of the crowd.
Without even getting to know the child she had turned to hateful thoughts! Ming'we looked back down at the boy through blurry eyes and took a step back. In doing so she ran into someone and had to look away so that she could apologize and right herself. When she finally did turn back around, looking for the hybrid boy and his father, they were gone. She assumed that they had moved on since the festival was underway. It left her standing there with her thoughts and the guilt that ate at her for what she'd been so harshly thinking.
Her hatred was out of control. Ming'we didn't realize it until just now just how bad it had gotten in the passing years. She had all but condemned a small child for what he was before knowing him or his parents. For all she knew he was the sweetest thing in the world. Or really smart. Yet she'd never given him a chance. She saw Alkidike within him and instantly started to dislike everything about him.
She turned away from the direction of the festival, her head hung low in shame, and started to walk away. There was no way the blonde would attend the event now. She didn't deserve it. "I can't believe I'm like this..." Ming'we shook her head in disbelief. It must hurt those around her to see how hateful she can be. Especially if it was aimed at them! Instantly she thought of Ilyra. Had she really been so mean in her mind as well as out loud? And what of V'demhe? She'd shot the alkidike in the chest with her crossbow without even a second thought! All because of what they were, not who they were. Had Dem recovered from that? Was she even alive? Had Ming killed someone that had once been considered a friend? The very woman that had saved her when things had been rough after her move.
"Tornadoes curse me.. What if she's dead?" Closing her eyes tight she wanted to deny that any of it had happened. So her hands moved from her mouth to her eyes, shielding herself from the reality of things. Could she go back and undo them? The answer to her question came when her fingertips touched the scars where her antennae had once been.
The weight of what she had done fully sank in in that moment. She probed at the identical spots gingerly, knowing that she had lost so much in a terrible moment of self loathing. She had stolen from herself. "What have I done?" Ming asked herself. Even if she still wanted nothing to do with the Alkidike society, since their rules and outlooks differed from her own, she had irreversibly damaged herself. Something that she saw now was far from a solution. It also made her quite glad she had not tried to flay her skin in an attempt to remove her markings. Instead she would wear them proudly from now on. Not as an Alkidike though, but as herself.
"Oh, mother, I have been so blind. I disrespected you and your love." Her hands slowly dropped down to her sides. Her wind mother had held a love for her Alkidike partner that could cross oceans! And here she stood spewing hate all over that love. That relationship. Herself. While she might have thought her hate was aimed at the world it had only ever hurt her and those around her. "I'm so sorry... Forgive me." Ming now wondered what it would take to make it up to her friends. Callum and his son included. Because, even though they never heard her thoughts she had still been utterly rude and childish.
"Aisha.. I know I can never return to your lands, but I shall make it up to you too." Since she had come from a bloom of the Alkidike sacred tree she felt that there was a certain degree of forgiveness she needed to receive from her as well. Of course now she just needed to figure out how she was going to go about all of this. "I think I should start from... home."
Home. An odd word for sure. Ming'we had thought this whole time that she had no such thing. That she didn't belong anywhere. All it took was for her to believe that she was meant to be there and it would be so. So that meant that the small plot of land she had claimed as hers was her home. Possibly even her forever home since there would be no returning to Chibale or even Jauhar for that matter.
It was a good start though. "I will plant a few trees to create a small grove. I will tend to them with love." They were no Aisha but it would be her way to atone for walking out on the other worldly mother that had bloomed her. As far as trying to mend the bridges with others.. well that would be a bit more tricky. Ming'we didn't know where Ilyra was, or even if she wanted to return to Sauti since Ming had been such a downer. So making amends with her may take time. Glancing over her shoulder in the direction she had seen Callum she tried to think of how to make it up to him. A letter?
No, that seemed so impersonal. So how could she... Then a thought struck her! She could invite him, his child, and the child's mother, to her new home for dinner. Since she was afraid to attend the festival now, since she had been so vile toward others, Ming decided she would write the invite and have it delivered to him. That would also give her time to finish any last minute fixes to her small home as well as to prepare the meal. Or rather, get the things together that she would need to make anything other than dried meat.
So Ming was off to write her letter of invitation then home so that she could prepare. She had every intention of making it up to those around her. Ming'we had to. Not only for them, but for herself. There was no way she could forgive her own actions if others couldn't.
(( Ming comes to realize just how far her hatred has grown and she doesn't like the outcome. She judged the child of her best friend without even realizing who he was so once she figured it out it slightly snapped her out of her "I hate everyone" mode. She now intends to work on forgiveness. ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2017 2:34 pm
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: Feeling Lonely ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx652
Usage
xxxxxHunter Growth
It had been months and she had heard nothing from her special friend. No letter to let her know how she was or where. No return visit to just stop in and let her know that she had plans to keep traveling. Nothing. Ming'we was left to sit and wonder. No answers would come to her.
That just meant that she was back where she had been before. Lonely. She had split ways with one lover and had not yet gotten to reach that level of intimacy with another. Ming'we was starting to wonder if perhaps there was something wrong with her. Something that drove people away. Other than her oh so winning personality. With a small snort she looked down at her hands. Her vision was progressively getting worse with time and since she had taken away her other means of "seeing" she would soon become blind. Being in a world with no one by her side and no sight to keep her company didn't seem like a good fate.
Sure, she had Callum, her pseudo brother, and Sol, her nephew by said brother, but they had their own lives. They wouldn't want to be stuck taking care of her when she was old and grey and couldn't see. Would they? The blonde turned her head and looked toward the wall of her home where she had a tapestry hanging. It was a luxurious item to have but it served a purpose. It was how she gauged just how bad her vision was getting. From her place in her chair on the other side of the house she could barely make out the details. As long as she could still see the general picture that was depicted then she should be able to hunt and that was all she was truly worried about.
Still, it would be nice if she had someone or something to share her life with. The thought of a familiar crossed her mind but then she wasn't sure what she would get. The one beast she had thought she liked the most was many miles away in another territory and it was also tied to someone in her past. So that left her thinking of the beasts in Sauti. It also made her wonder if maybe she should start to look for someone to be with. Set aside her loyalties to others and stop waiting when she wasn't going to get any younger. Ming'we pressed her lips together in a thin line and wondered if she should think about starting a family of her own. If she wanted to do that, though, she needed to do it now. Before her sight completely failed her and she was not able to care for a young child.
But could she bring herself to do it? Could she simply use someone for that purpose and then walk away from them? Ming'we didn't think so. So that meant that she would need a relationship with them. And truly.. she didn't know if she was ready for that.
A familiar would have to be what she settled on for now. If it worked out well with that then maybe she could consider moving on and finding someone to spend her life with. The last would be starting a family when she knew that her eyes would go.
Tears gathered as she thought about the possibility of never being a mother. They watered even more when she realized that she might not be able to see what her child looked like even if she did have them. What kind of mother would she be if she couldn't tell the color of her child's hair or eyes? So many things came as a down side to the selfish anger she had shown in her youth. If she had been thinking clearly at the time she may not have mutilated herself so easily.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2017 10:47 am
____________________________________ || ❖ღ Solo: Getting Guts ❖ღ ||
Word Count
xxxxx???
Usage
xxxxxHunter Growth
Ming'we brought a hand up to rub at the back of her neck as the muscles within were sore. She had spent a good amount of time being still with her neck craned to one side so that she could hunt. Most of what she got was small game, not a bad haul since it was only her, but it had caused her neck to ache. In her other hand she had a thin rope with a few small game tied to it. They dangled and swayed as she walked, blood dripping from them every once in a while.
She had gutted them and bled them out at the sight of the kill so there would be plenty for the scavengers. Ming didn't want them coming to her home and getting into things so it was best to take care of the dirty stuff while she was still out on the hunt.
The crossbow that she had used to hunt the animals was strapped to her waist, a small hook looped around the wire that sent the bolts flying. The familiar bump it made against her thigh as she walked was a welcome feeling. It also set the rhythm. As she lowered her head to look at the weapon she grimaced a bit, the muscle in her neck pulling and sending a sharp pain through her spine. Ming'we was sure she shouldn't have done that but it was habit for her to look at the crossbow every so often, even if she could feel it hit her leg. Besides, she was a little sour that she'd lost three bolts today. THREE.
With an aggravated sigh she looked forward again. Her sight had messed with her again while she was aiming and so three of her bolts had gone wide and missed altogether. It was a shame really, as she had just bought the new set of bolts, but there was nothing she could do. Short of crawling across the ground and scouring every inch in order to find them she had no hope of finding the bolts. It meant that she would either need to go buy more, which would take coin she didn't really want to spend, or make her own. Homemade ones weren't so bad but they took forever to make sure they were well balanced. If only she were on better terms with the weaponsmith then she might get better deals.
Despite the loss of her bolts she didn't count today as a bad one. After all, she had food to put on her table and she'd gotten out of the house for a bit. Now all she needed to do was find something to keep her mind off the emptiness of her life and she might be able to make it through the day without feeling sorry for herself.
A thought had occurred to her lately, that she had been mulling over. Perhaps she should send a written letter out to a past acquaintance and see how they fared. It wouldn't hurt anything. The worst that could happen is that she got no response or a flat out speaking to. However, Ming'we was more and more determined to reach out as the days passed by. If nothing else to see how the other was doing.
Her head moved again, this time looking at her kills, and she made a small noise as her neck pulled at itself again. After shaking her head at herself she cleared her throat and rolled her head back. Ming moved it side to side and heard the tell tale popping sound of her bones. It didn't fix the problem but it gave a bit of temporary relief and that was enough for her at the moment. On top of that she wasn't too far from home now. That just meant that she could get to picking feathers and skinning furs sooner. Since her pillow could use some extra fluff and the fur could be used in trades or to sell she hadn't taken care of them when she'd done the guts. Ming'we wasn't into wasting things anyways, if it could be used then she would use it.
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