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 Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 7:33 am
Dulcinea slipped silently through the shrubs of the Sahara, moving like a shadow, keeping her wings tucked firmly to her back so they wouldn't rustle the grasses around her and give away her position. She was stalking prey again, as she had been so many suns ago when she first met her companions, but this time, it was much bigger than a mere beetle. The gazelle didn't yet know what was wrong, but it knew something was amiss, and thus was nervous, prancing about as it drank from the water hole, and she made her silent approach.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 7:25 pm
Chetanzi was stretched out on the large branch of an Acacia tree, napping quietly in the shade by the watering hole and occasionally opening his eyes for a moment or two to scan the savannah around him. From his perch in the tree, he could see down into the tall grass that encircled the watering hole, allowing him to tell before any of the other animals nearby whether something was approaching. The watering hole wasn't very busy this evening - just a few gazelles and a giraffe or two drinking hastily before the sun set and darkness fell across the plains.
All was quiet and calm, until one of the gazelles let out a nervous whinny, sensing something amiss. Flicking open his eyes again, Chetanzi raised an eyebrow at the anxious creature and ruffled his wings, looking around for the disturbance. It's probably nothing, he thought to himself, familiar with the skittishness of gazelles and expecting to see no more than a few stray meerkats scampering through the grass and causing the creature's distress. Looking down into the tall grass below his tree, however, Chetanzi caught sight of something that put a glint of excitement in his eye. A familiar pair of brown-gray wings atop a beautiful deep chocolate colored body crept beneath him, silent, moving so gracefully that barely a single blade of grass moved. A flutter went through Chetanzi at the sight, seeing how much his friend had grown, how beautiful she had become -- she was a stunning lady now, such a change from the adorable young pup she had been when they had met for the first time, playfully chasing after beetles.
Chetanzi grinned and ruffled his wings again, looking down at his old friend. "We've got to stop meeting this way," he chuckled, loud enough for her to hear. "You make me look lazy." The smile on his face as he gazed down at his friend shone with happiness.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 8:33 pm
At the sound of a voice, Dulcinea started, and it was enough to alert the nervous gazelle to her presence. It ran off with it's companion, bawling all the while, leaving her with nothing to hunt. She whirled around, then looked up, giving a snarl. She was furious. Who dared lose her a meal- oh. It was him. The growl that was building in the back of her throat melted away, and the menacing curl of her lip went away. She took a moment to study her old friend, who had, she thought privately, grown into a rather dashing Hyeetah.
"Again, you lost me what I was trying to hunt." she told him softly, arching a brow. "Will you be able to find me another this time?" Then she chuckled and shook her head, sitting back on her haunches and tipping her head to the side. Normally, she would have joined him in the tree, or at least flown up to tackle him out of it, but... seeing him all grown up had put a bit of a flutter in her stomach. She'd rather stay out of reach. "How have you been?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 8:52 pm
Chetanzi grinned playfully at his old companion and swished his tail over the edge of the branch, brushing her in the face gently with the bushy tip. "I can catch you another one, if you want," he chuckled, sliding down off of the tree branch with a motion smooth as a waterfall, his wings fluttering gently behind him as he landed, his paws touching the ground ever so softly. He had finally grown into his body and moved in it like silk, giving off a truly risen aura. Muscle had been added to his light, lanky frame, centered mostly around his wing-bases and shoulders. They rippled slightly as he moved.
"But right now, why don't we catch up? How have you been, Dulcinea?" his voice when he said her name was melodical and smooth, like a caress.
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