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 Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:08 pm
 The half-nightmare gently trotted along next to a cluster of bushes, dusty rose tails swaying back and forth behind him. He licked his chops, ears perking up at the sound of a feathered one flying by over head. The male stoped in his tracks, red eye quickly darting upward to watch the tiny creature disappear into the horizon. "Eir'Vidar thinks he might be hungry." he spoke aloud, as he lifted a black hid paw and scratched between his horn and ear.
Giving his head a shake, he lept onto one of the bushes, attempting to squirm his way into it, hoping to find something which contained the 're liquid'. Those flying feathered things always did make him feel hungry. Then again looking at his father made him hungry. Both the feathered flying creatures and his father had such good tasting red liquid.
A frown crossed the lips of the grey pelt male, as he found nothing in or under the piece of shrubbery. "No red liquid." he huffed, as he pulled himself back, flopping down onto his haunches. His fur now seemed to be adorned with leaves and twigs, not that the male seemed to notice.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:30 pm
Tiny youthful eyes peered up into the canopy of trees, just catching the sound of something cross above her. Was that...those things called birds? Staring some more seconds, the girl kit shrugged to herself before continuing her activity. Miulani had found a leaf, as big as her own body and a lush green. It would make a nice palette. Overly fluffy tails swished merrily behind her as the girl hummed to herself. What should she make today?
Pursing her lips, she strained her mind for something fun to draw. Hey! How about a bird? Miulani smiled to her idea, clapping her paws in delight. With no further hesitation, she plucked a feather from her own tails. This would be her brush. And....by placing it in her mouth with a little chomp, she made ink! She wasn't sure how or why she could, but her mommy and sister could make ink too. Continuing her hum, the young girl began painting on the leaf before her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:57 pm
The male sneezed, causing a leaf that had been caught in the fur upon his head to gently float down to the ground below. Ears twitched before he began bounding off between the trees. Maybe he'd find something with the red liquid in it, or perhaps his mind would grow tied of searching for it and he'd find something else as equally as interesting.
There had been that one time when he had spoken to the trees, but trees did not make for good conversationalists and they refused to speak back to him. He hadn't tried speaking to them since, but perhaps the rocks or the grass or the teeny tiny pebbles would speak back to him.
Black paws froze in their steps as a gentle hum floated into the male's ears. His head canted to the left as his one good eye looked about his suroundings, he couldn't see anyone, at leastnot yet, but there was that hum. And a rather nice one at that. "Hullo?" Eir'Vidar called out, slowly taking steps forward. "Eir'Vidar says hello."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 7:14 pm
Huh? Ear twitch. Miu blinked in a stumped manner, before glimpsing over her shoulder. She heard a voice, but didn't see anyone around. And it wasn't mommy's voice...it was too boyish. But it wasn't daddy's either. The girl bit her tongue in scared thought. Mommy said don't talk to strangers! Her three tails curled around her slowly as Miu continued to glance around.
"Er...Ervydarrr." What was that word? Was it like bird and rock? Tree and water? Purple ears slid back as the kit was left in confusion. A gasp came through when the ink dripped from her feather brush on her leaf painting. "Oh no!" It was getting ruined!!! Miu jumped to her feet in a panic, trying to rub away the smear before it dried. D;
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 7:45 pm
The humming stoped, which caused a rather puzzled look to form on the male's features.
The half-nightmare lifted his nose to the sky, inhaling the different scents that wafted though the air. His sense of smell wasn't that good and so he wasn't entirly able to pinpoint where whomever had been humming was. However he did seem to figure out that it was another Kitsu, or at least it smelt like one.
Wing marked ears pined back as he heard the faint sound of someone talking. Well that would explain as to why the humming had stoped. His one good eye narrowed, as his pace picked up. It wasn't long before he caught sight of three brightly coloured tails. Rather feathery looking tails at that.
He had never seen any bird with such long and colourful tails before. So then what exactly did it belong to. It took him a few more steps before he managed to make out the small shape of a kit. His red eye blinked as he grew even more curious. Such strange tails.
"Eir'Vidar wonders what you're doing?" his voice soon rang out as he crept towrds the little kit.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:01 pm
The youngling was so cuahgt up in her cleaning, that she didn't even hear the approaching kitsu. Her arms flailed about as she spoke gibberish, scrubbing all the herder on the leaf. No no no!!! Her painting was ruined! Miu whined pathetically as the lush and glossed surface of the leaf was now rubbed down. Her mourning was cut short thought when the visitor kitsu spoke up.
"Meep!" Feather brush was dropped in surprise as she spun around. "Who are you!?" Blindly, she grabbed her giant leaf and tossed it over her form. Small eyes peeked from under like a safe blanket. "I was....doodling." He had asked, and it was only polite to respond.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 9:50 pm
A brow arched curiously upon Eir'Vidar's face as he watched the little kit toss a giant leaf over herslef. Slowly he lowered himself so that he'd he at eye level with the young female. Doodling? What exactly was doodling? Dispite the male's age he still did not know as much as he should, which was probably due to his rather childlike personality.
"Eir'Vidar is Eir'Vidar." he spoke with a gentle nod responding to her first question. His tails wagged up and down as he blinked his one red eye, lifting a dark paw to rub his maw. "Eir'Vidar wonders what this doodling is." he spoke canting his head to the side. "And did Little Feathers know that they have feathers?" There seemed to be quite a few things about the little one that he was curious about. "Is Little Feathers realted to the feathered winged ones that fly though the sky and have tasty red liquid in them?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:08 am
Well, this was another kitsu, that much the young girl knew. She pouted as the other came back into view, and tucked eeper under her leaf. Just what did it want? To steal her painting? Fine, take it. Then she could dart for it out of here. "That's what I said, Ervydar." But what is an Ervydar? He hadn't said that yet, so she just raised a thin brow o the male.
She couldn't help to keep staring at his odd eye decoration. Or was it doodling too? Her own head canted to his self talking. What is doodling? She remembered asking that once. "Mommy said it's another word for painting. Or drawing." At least that's what she remembered it to be. A confused blinking occured when the other kitsu went on about feathers. "Well, I have feathers." Tail wag to show evidence. "But I don't know if Feathers know they have feathers." Her curiousity caused her to peek just an inch out from under her shield. "My daddy has wings to fly with." Is that what he meant? "And we all have the blue liquid; not red."
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 1:55 am
The half-nightmare simply couldn't understand as to why the little kit kept hidden beneath the large leaf. Perhaps the sun was in her eyes? His head looked up, as his blood red eye blinked. The sun wasn't that bright...Was it? It certainly didn't seem so to him. His wing marked ears flicked back, pressing up against the back of his skull as he turned his attention back to the young female.
His one eye blinked, as he listened to her explain what doodling was. So it was painting, or drawing. Well he didn't know of any kitsu who did that. How splended. "So Little Feathers is very creative then." he chirped, quite pleased with his deduction. His attention was then brought back to the though of the winged ones that flew in the sky. "The winged feathers do not know thet have feathers?" he uttered, his head looking up to see if he could see any birds, but none seemed to be flying over head at that moment. "Eir'Vidar should ask one before he drinks the red liquid from them then. He would like to know."
His dotted tails flicked up and down, as his ears rubbed against his horns. "Blue liquid? What does blue liquid taste like? Is it good like the red liquid?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 4:34 pm
Miulani tilted her head, lso peeking up to the sky. What was he looking at? Or for? Not seeing a thing, she turned her attention back cautiously to the other kitsu. This Ervydar. She was starting to catch onto his way of speaking, or atleast enough to to get too confused. Blinking, she pointed a small paw to her ruff. "I'm not feathers, those are feathers." Tails wag as she points to them, then back to herself. "I'm Miulani. Mi-u-la-ni." Her leaf slid more down her back, resting on her shoulders as she listened to the other talk. "Well, winged daddy knows he has feathers..."
And, did this kitsu want to taste the red liquid? But what is red liquid? All her kit mind could think of was ink like her own. Young eyes widened in tension. "No no! The blue ink makes you really sick! No tasty the stuff!" Headtilt. "But what is red liquid?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 12:50 am
A tiny smile found its way to the male's features, his middle tail coiling around his left hind paw. So the little feathered one was called Miulani. "Pretty name." he spoke with a nod, his single eye shut for a moment. "So Little Feathers is Miulani. Yes, Eir'Vidar can remember that. He thinks so." Once he had found a name to call another he often found it hard to call them by their proper name, that wouldn't stop him from trying to remember however. He'd make sure to try and call the little feathered female by her correct name.
"Blue liquid is bad?" he more of spoke as a repition rather then a question. The half-nightmare's mouth soon droped open as the young female asked what red liquid was. A gasp seemed to escape his jaws, as he blinking his blood red eye. "Red liquid is what Eir'Vidar eats. He drinks the red liquid out of the feathered ones, and sometime from father's foot. Eir'Vidar also finds the red liquid in the small animals like the stubby cotton tails. The red liquid is very good." He licked his chops as he gave a nod.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 5:22 pm
Eyes blinked timidly before she tilted her head down. "Thanks." She could only guess that his name was Ervydar, since he had also called her feathers. Odd nicknaming, but she could catch on...hopefully. She was already doing so with his way of speaking. Besides, it helped her to develop her own speech.
A nod was given to his reference of the ink. Yep yep, mommy had said it's bad for others. But that was all she had been told, though it was enough to keep her behaved of the substance. Miulani tilted her head as the male described the red liqid. So it was a food....friut punch? Her short fur bristled when he mentioned it came from feathers, and she flailed while hurrying to grasp her own tails close to her chest. "No eat me! Bad! Bad Ervydar!" He even bit his daddy's foot?!? The concept of blood was unclear to her, all she knew was this kitsu enjoyed the taste and said it came from others. Even feathers. Her ears pinned back, thinking he might try and taste the liquid from her. D;
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 9:32 pm
A smile grew on the male's maw as the young female uttered a 'thanks'. He seemed quite pleased it was not seen as an odd thing to say or insulting, not that he'd be able to figure out how if it was.
His wing marked ears soon drooped brow lowering. Bad? Did he do something wrong? He blinked his blood red eye as he watched Miulani grab hold of her tails. Her tails did look pretty tasty, but after that scolding he wasn't about to try anything. In fact he hadn't seemed to notice how tasty her tails had looked until she had mentioned him eating her. "Eir'Vidar isn't going to eat Little Feathers." Wait, he was supposed to be calling her Miulani. "He means, Miulani." he nodded, his light coloured hair flopping down into his face.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 6:00 pm
Her small face scrunched in childish observation and disbelief. But he had said he likes red liquid, and it comes from feathers. Dx Still, she clung to her own tails dearly. "Promise?" The little girl didn't want to take any chances. This was still a stranger afterall, even if he did say his name. She sat there in awkward silence, torn between fleeing and patting at the sad looking stranger. Was he sorry? But for what?
Her own ears dipped. She had never had this happen before. It was all very...odd. She wished mommy was here so she could hide in her tails, pretend it never happened.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 10:59 pm
Thoughts of sampling the red liquid from the little female soon floated to the bad of the male's mind, as he lifted a paw to rub at the stiches upon his forever shut eye. "Eir'Vidar promises." he uttered, after placing his forepaw back down on the ground. "He promises he wont eat you." he gave a reasuring nod, hoping that would ease the little one.
"He will stick with taking the red liquid from the feathered ones that fly." another nod. That would rule out the little female, at least from what he could tell she didn't have any feathered wings so she couldn't fly. Then again he hadn't really gotten a good enough look at her. Well he just hoped that she couldn't fly, or that comment would certainly cause more worries.
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