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 Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 8:34 pm
Continuing her pace, she failed to realize the size of the creature by Varu’s gestures alone. It was something, something apparently very big, but just how large it was, she was completely unaware. A crocodile. Well, those things were big anyway. Of course they were scary.
“Friends?” The mental image was startlingly adorable, “Do they let you pet them?” She didn’t want to admit it out loud, but petting a jaguar would be amazingly fun. “Did you name them?”
She hopped down, smiling coquettishly in pride at her performance. She had gotten down the steps on her own, like a big girl. And now, while it would take longer than normal, she would walk back to camp on her own. Once there, she’d start sweeping without being told, and then she’d really be a mature adult.
“I dunno,” There was a doubt there. “Females might be more… mean to other girls. I might be a threat.”
Her pace quickened, and she tried to put a distance between them.
“They might think that I’m stealing their alpha male, or something like that.”
She quickened even more, refusing to let him see her face. She did not want him to realize that secretly hoped something like that would happen.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 8:54 pm
"Yes, they let me pet them, sometimes," he grinned. "I have not named them, though. I am sure they have their own names already."
They were certainly intelligent enough, he'd found. More than likely a little smarter than the average cats, being of Tezcatlipoca's created brood. Of course, Valeriu didn't have much to compare them against. For all he knew, real jaguars had been nothing like the ones he'd met so far.
He loped to catch up to her, nudging her playfully with his shoulder and stepping off to the side before she could retaliate.
"They v'ould not. They know you never stole me," he chuckled, scratching at one of his ears. "More like I stole you."
He supposed it technically was kidnapping. Technically.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 9:50 pm
“Either way, that makes me a female close to you.” Her voice sounded more irritated than it should have, but he wasn’t allowing him to have her way. She internally sighed-- why was this boy so hard to deal with?
Needless to say, after what had happened earlier and her change of intentions, she was more than willing to cover herself properly when around her brother. Even if all she had was her bathing suit, a shirt, and some jeans, well… even going commando was better than walking around half-naked. Maybe Varu had some skins or something that she could use to cover up in spite of the situation. In any case, she wouldn't know until they got back to camp.
She felt like such a mess. Her hair was completely untamed. Her clothes were in a pile back at camp. Who knew what state that the house back at home would be. It seemed almost to fit, what with how jumbled up the girl’s mind was.
This, however, was enough incentive to speed up her trot. The sooner that Vale left to take care of his hunting, the sooner she would have time to think so herself. And thinking, as annoying as it was, would be a very good thing to do.
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