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 Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 2:17 pm
It was nice to take a break every now and then, but his break had lasted quiet awhile, and it showed as once more his white fur was dirty and a few scarps here and there showed on him. He had been lax in keeping up with getting his wings stronger, so now he paid for it. A simple thing and easily fixed, now he was finished and washing off in the river. He ducked his head in the water before shaking his head and getting rid of the rest of the clinging liquid.
Finding the water at a nice temperature he jumped in the deeper part, letting his whole body go under water, opening his eyes to a world unlike that on land but just as beautiful. He cleaned himself off before climbing out and shaking, ruffling his wings and feeling the water slide right off. In his mouth was a nice fish he grabbed while down there, he was hungry and there was no way he would miss a meal again.
He didn’t stop to eat, instead walked quiet awhile before coming up to a large jutting rock, the dirt under it was scarped and moved from him having just fallen under it. He learned to fly here, it was his spot and he liked it quite a bit. He climbed up the rock before settling down on it and began to eat, his teeth crunching bones and scales easily. Nothing was better after practice then a nice bath and some yummy fish.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:00 pm
A soft crunching sound could be heard a few meters behind Aoi's rock, where a dark figure lay on a tree branch, partially concealed by the shadows of the overhead branches. She sat undisturbed, picking bits of crayfish shell from her teeth with a small claw. After her small meal, the otter licked a paw and began to groom herself until the soft jingle of a bell caught her attention. Crouching steadily on the branch, icy blue eyes peered down at a white winged figure. Folding her wings neatly to her back, the femme recognized the otter as the male who she met before.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:10 pm
Aoi was almost done with the head when he heard a tree move behind him, licking his face clean he turned his head to look over his shoulder to see black fur, and purple tip wings. “Oh, so did the little bird learn to fly then, or did she fall and be picked up.” He knew no other otter with those colorings, so he had little doubt it was anyone else. What he did not notice, was that the little bird grew up. He had turned back to his fish again, crunching and eating away. He flicked his tail a bit of warning, he did not like others near him when he was eating, who knows why he just didn’t. Most likely he just didn’t want the chance of him seeming ill-mannered even though he was very careful on how he ate.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:29 pm
Jaydin arched a brow at the greet, before strecthing out on the branch and yawning. "Depends whether you are speaking metephorically or not. Metephorically, the bird you knew... scratch that; the bird you didn't know, was saftley guided to the bottom where she took flight long ago." She closed her eyes and purred contently, letting her tail fall from the branch to sway freely. "Or are you simply asking if I have the physical adaptation to fly now?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:48 pm
He couldn’t help but snort, they way she spoke was like she was one of those human robot things. You hit a button and in a mono tone voice they say something. “So you were helped, pity. I looked forward slightly to having a sort of kindred spirit, one who knew what it was like to be dropped and left to land and pick themselves up.” The bitterness in his own voice surprised him, but really what did someone expect? Him to turn out fine, those who did had help where as he didn’t. Still he liked many of them enough not to dislike them, and he was not all bitter, he just had his moods on a few choice topics. “Well, since otters can’t climb and you are in a tree, I can safely guess you learned how to fly.”
He had not looked back at her a second time, busy with eating his freshly caught meal. “You know I would have thought you might have cooled it on what someone should act like, but the way your speaking I guess not. Have you never played a simple game; did something stupid just to do it?” He paused and cleaned his whiskers, a little jerkily in his annoyance that they got dirty to start with.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 5:36 pm
"Nice to know I had someone on the other side routing for me to fail." She cooed teasingly. Jaydin was more relaxed and at ease now, than when she was a pup. These days, it took alot for someone to make her angry. But then again, that is how she was taught for a lady to act. On the other hand, the male did not seem very pleased to see her. He must have still been prickly from where they left off. "On the contrary, otters are very excellent climbers. You just have to give it thought. But yes, it is safe to assume I can fly now... For the most part."
She blinked curiously at the angelic male. "Surely I don't sound that uptight. It's just a little sophisticated wording to make myself sound presentable." She hummed softly, examining her small, unsheathed claws. "Of course I played games before. Tag, hide and seek, chase... But that was a long time ago."
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 4:28 pm
Aoi made a single sound of amusement, for he had half hopped she would fall out, but it seemed her ties to others were far stronger than his. One would wonder why he would want that, but then Aoi’s thoughts did not always follow the right patterns. He crunched into more of his fish, tail still flicking every now and then to keep his warning from being forgotten. “Yes, I was half hopping, but then my wishes very rarely are headed, I am use to it by now.” His whiskers fanned out as he neared the tail of the fish, aware he was getting to the part he disliked the most.
“Well, it’s nice you can fly, for the most part whatever that means.” He didn’t understand that, either someone could fly, or they couldn’t. He saw no in-between. He made a face and tossed the fish tail away from him, watching it land in the sand bellow him with a slight thud. It would be eaten by things, or it would rot into the ground, didn’t matter. “Yes you do sound up right, like you have never once laughed, or simply threw and tantrum when there was something you didn’t like.” He stood up and stretched before finally turning, only to have to hide his surprise as he saw not a pup, but an adult.
“Well, what games have you played since being grown?”Aoi betted she had hardly played any games at all, if any since she turned into an adult. “All work in no play can make a very dull and lifeless otter.” Green eyes looked calmly at the other as he sat down, the bell on his neck ringing merrily.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:14 pm
The tree Jaydin sat in was about 12 feet from where the angelic male lay. She was aware of his constant warning, but wasn't about to move from her branch, and she doubted the tree was going to go anywhere either. "Well shame to you for hoping a pup should fall to her death." She remarked in a joking manner. "Shouldn't you be more focused on your own life than cursing the lives of others?" She looked at him expectantly.
Her short whiskers briefly turned down in a frown. "Perhaps I don't wish to talk about it..." she stated softly, turning away for a moment. She turned back and looked at the remains of the fish before setting her gaze on the white male once more. A slight grin played accross the femme's face as she tiled her head peculiarly. "Once more, Sir, you judge me too quickly. I was not always the way you see me now. I've laughed, I've cried. But I've simply learned to keep those outbursts in check to keep my sanity." She purred softly in amusment and sat up, leaning against the trunk of the tree for support. "You might want to consider that treating another as if they've had no soul is quite cold and disrespectful." There was no hint of scorn in her voice as she said so, only curiousity and a dab of mischief.
"I haven't played any games in the short time that I've been in adult-hood," she admitted. "But I have been living. Why on earth would I let my life go to waste by making it dull? Does one need games to enjoy themselves?"
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