~- .The Offering. -~
"Oooooolo~!" Egratz sqeakily screamed, "Olo-olo-olo-olo." The tiny mind couldn't wrap around what was going on. A strange Sentiel had left something in the territory, and as the little Mus was scouting had watched facinated, and horrified. (It could have been the Mus, himself that the Sentinel was carrying!)
"Whaaaat?" Olohan asked as he peeked an eye open. The mus had scampered from the marshy ground where it was well hidden, up the deadwood bridge and into the main tree that which was Olohan's. He was also in bright form, in any case - nonchalantly holding himself in a reclined position against the trunk of the tree using his will. It was a hard thing to accomplish, but was well proud of the fact that he could do it for a period of time. Now he could keep an eye on the outskierts on both sides of his small copse of tree and swamp and deadwood bridge.
After a length,"What is it Egratz?" the Sentinel asked again. The little dark brown mus opened its tiny maw and promptly closed it.
"Food!" He said at once, "Food give! New. Someone. Left." Olohan hated when the mus got excited like this. He could never understand him. Normally he could string a few words together and sound rather intelligent. Olohan was quite proud of him on those moments. Alas, today was not to be the day.
"Alright, " he said in annoyance, "Let us see it."
The mus bobed his head chittering and chattering, "Olo-have-fun-good-eats. Sentiel. Good eats." The sentinel thought about ending the little thing's existance with a good snap of the neck but decided against it. If anything the mus was a good companion and he would miss the chattering. Although, having the territory out here, Olohan reciently went back into the main meeting areas, and such for information. The recient graduation he watched silently from a little higher up seemed to have triggered something in the male. He was reciently and heartily claimed to be a Minder with the support of a few people.
Talk about easy and good fortune!
But those nice thoughts were stopped as he came upon the dead Parus. It was obviously well exicuted, very well camoflaused in his mind so whomever had dropped it did so with either reluctance, or in an obliviant state. Either case did not present itself as the truth because either way the Sentinel would have come back for it already. It took too long for the pair to arrive at the spot, despite the small territory.
"Gift. Love in air. Food on ground. Me hide." Egratz's words struck a chord.
"No... Not me! I have... I have my honor and, and... and. Independance to maintain!" The mus looked at him questioningly.
"Secret admirer? Honor no bound. Eat?" The mus shuddered and climbed into one of it's many hidden holes around the place.
Olohan remained for a while, glancing around fearfully almost, but in the end he sucked in his breath and grabed the beautifully killed Parus. He dipped his beak towards the body. Still warm. Gorgeous.
Delish.
