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 Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:35 pm
Vega gnashed his teeth in anger, glaring daggers at the dark small tunnel his most recent prey had just careened down into, a small cloud of dust still hovering about the entrance. Such a safe little place for the damned rabbit to hide itself! If Vega'd had access to fire..or better yet..one of the oh so many herla who seemed to be tainted by the element. Take it and shove it down the hole, burn the damned fluff critter out!
Swearing quietly in anger he took a stab at the dirt, trying his best to dig his way deeper, to wound up to care that he looked like a complete fool. Shoving his snout down a dirt hole after a prey long gone.. "I Swear small demon...I shall have your hide, and I will skin you from it, and wear it as a hat!" The angered hart shouted down the hole, the faint noise of skittering and scrabbling from deep with him drawing a frown across his face. "Pfft..you were pathetic anyways, what would I want with a rabbit. I need something real." He snorted pulling himself free.
Tail swishing out behind him like a coiled snake, his whole body tense as he looked for any signs of other prey..something that would take his mind off of such a failed attempt!
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 12:42 am
Purring ever so softly, Cheshire's tail drops down from a nearby tree and sways lazily in the easy breeze. "Heeeyyyy," calls a familiar voice from a tree branch above, "be ee-see, friend. Looking like an mad fawn doesn't get your very far in life. That, and you were being not-very-sneaky with that there bunny."
Very lazily, he cranes his head down from the branch and looks at Vega carefully. "Perhaps..." Cheshire says in a voice that sounds as if he just woke up, "You could use a lesson in being very-very-sneaky. Or setting traps... Hunting is half about brainpower, you know. Can't be all brawn or speed. Perhaps if yo--" and suddenly falls off of his branch and lands with a thud on his left side but acts like it hadn't just happened, "--ur brain for more then hinds..." he trails off, almost as if falling asleep, his gnarly blue tail flicking casually.
So typical, he thought, that strong herla use their muscles rather than their logic. Sure, being strong has it's advantages, but those advantages get taken for granted and relied solely upon way too often. Many a time have I outdone a stronger and faster opponent by using my noodle. Ooooo, pretty bug. Cheshire's ears perk up as he watches a rainbowey-colored beetle skitter across the grass in front of him, paying no attention what so ever as to what's going on, or really what he himself had just said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 10:47 am
Vega freezes officially spooked by the lazy call, his wide eyed gaze shooting to the voice from the tree, usual glare setting in across his features aimed directly at that oh so familiar blue swaying tail. "Pfft, being easy only gets you mounted and outrun by a rabbit.." Vega pouted, simmering at the fawn comment, who was he to call him a fawn! He'd gotten just as far as he'd wanted to get by following his own path.
"Well if you value your brain you'll shut your trap, oh wise one." Vega couldn't deny he was intrigued by the offer, after all if anyone surely chesh was a master of stealth. Vegas surly outlook on things simply a product of his embarrassment at being caught in the act of failure. One who couldn't catch a rabbit, how sad was that. "I have plenty of smarts thank you, or else I'd never get any hinds at all..Maybe I could..use a sneaking lesson though..just this on-chesh?!" Vega's eyes following cheshires descent from tree limb to earth. Head tilted to the side as he cautiously approached the other, staring at him as though he'd just fallen over dead.
"My strange strange blue anomaly of a friend..I fear you've fallen from the tree one to many a time, I'm surprised you still have your head" Vega snorted, dipping his head low to catch cheshires gaze.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 12:27 pm
Cheshire blinks slowly when his long-haired friend enters his view again and stands up with a large yawn. "Oh, you've had hinds? I've not seen any that stick around you long. The last one I saw you around pretty much threatened to stomp your face." Cheshire smirks and gives a friendly headbutt to Vega before taking a small step back, the ever-present smell of rain that surrounds Cheshire now grips Vega's nostrils.
"Hmmm... But what do you offer in return for my teachings, Vega?" Cheshire asks, pondering in quiet contemplation for a few seconds. It then looks like Cheshire had struck gold in that noggin on his when he cocks his head to the side.
"Vega. Teach me how to get a hind, since you seem to be so good at it. In return for teaching you to be sneaky." Yes. That's right. Cheshire has always wanted to find the hind for him, but he is... Socially awkward, to say the least. Growing up completely on his own didn't do much for those skills, really.
Grinning, Cheshire circles Vega slowly. "Me? Fall out of a tree? Pfft, never. It's the tree that falls out of me. I mean, really? Surely you are daft to think I would do such a strange thing. Falling out of a tree, really!" Cheshire chuckles to himself, thinking nothing wrong with the statement he had just said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 11:20 pm
Vega snorted softly, tossing his long hair in a most flirtatious manner. "Have I had hinds, pfft..That one, the tripod does not count!! She's far to crazy for any hart to handle..though she was damned kinky that one." Vega muttered wistfully, just imagining that sexy skull mask. Beautiful thing it was, if only she'd had one more leg she would have been perfect!
Sniffing slightly, the odd fresh scent that seemed to surround chesh making his nose tingle, making him rather wish it was actually raining outside, as vega always enjoyed that particular scent. "What do I offer?" Vega cocked his head to the side, rather perturbed about what it was his blue stripped companion could want for him. A wide crazy grin gracing his face when chesh mentioned getting after those oh-so elusive hinds! "You want me to teach you how to catch a woman! Well now I think thats about as fair as a trade can get my friend, heh sure why not. We all need that special someone don't we? An occasional fling even." Vega shrugged in a most pleased manner, finding himself rather eager for this even. Though the thought of bounding bundles of Cheshire fawns was a tad disturbing..
"Mnhmm, you..the tree..fell out of you? Yes your right I must be loopy, seeing things like falling blue herla. Your far too graceful for that 'you." Vega groused, feeling it'd be much better to play along this time, specially with chesh circling him like that, gah how hehated it!
"Now lets get on with this hunting business! I demand to know about traps.." His tail swishing out behind him as he spoke, eager gleam in his eyes. In turn vega would happily teach chesh how to..'trap' himself a hind.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 4:17 pm
Chuckling happily at Vega's agreement to the deal, he wastes no time teaching him trapping. Since, y'know, the sooner he gets his lessons done the sooner Cheshire receives lessons.
"This first lesson is simple. First, you find your prey. Easy enough, you do that all the time, no? Now... You ignore your prey." he says nonchalant and waits for it to sink in, "Relax. Now, find out where your prey's escape routes are. This could mean the path of least resistance out of the clearing you found your little cottontail in, OR... You find it's bolt hole, like the one you just chased in to."
Cheshire notices that his circling of Vega seems to be mildly irritating at best, so he decides to... Circle the other direction, yeah! "Now what you do is easy. Either find or make a sharp stick. It has to be fairly strong. Now, dig it into the ground at and angle facing the direction your prey is coming from. They'll be traveling so fast most of the time that they won't see it until it's already sticking through their furry little bodies. Even if it doesn't kill them, they'll be stuck where they are."
"Or you can take the easy way to catching prey. Being completely invisible!" exited, he jumps into the air and vanishes completely, except for his landing which makes a loud thud and causes his body to shimmer from the impact. "This is quite possibly the best way to hunt, buuuut you will need something else to be stealthy. And I know you won't like it, you're too much a prettyboy, no offense friend."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 5:30 pm
Vega nodded, giving cheshire a proud smirk. Of course he knew how to find prey..that was the easy part! Biting his tongue and choking down a scathing retort when cheshire mentioned..i-ignoring..said found prey. The idea was completely alien to him, a bit of stalking maybe, but to ignore it completely?!
Still the hart listened with rapt interest, reminding himself that cheshire was the teacher here, and for the most part rather ingenious in his methods. "Ah..ooh, bolt hole..cant we just burn it?" He muttered scornfully, little light-bulbs slowly going on behind his eyes, as cheshires idea's seemed to piece themselves together. "That seems like a lot of work for a rabbit..Though a lot less work then making a fool of myself." Vega nodded, his bright eyes crossing for a moment as cheshire suddenly changed direction with his circling, why did he have to be circled, was the other so fidgety that he couldn't have a still conversation!
"Ah-easy? Mnn..sharp sticks sound nice.." His grin feral, nodding appreciatively as chesh ran on with his thoughts. "That is, well it seems cheap, but I'll give you that its rather brilliant. Who would have thought of a stick for a trap!" So simple, elegant, impaley! Vega did a small dance in his head, just thinking of the stabbing that would occure.
"Eh..Easy for you maybe but I cant become invisible Cheshire!" Vega snarled, his tutor suddenly poofing out of view, twisting about in an attempt to somehow locate him again. Crazy odd thing that he was.."Excuse me? Prettyboy that I may be I don't have any problems with, with whatever stealth idea' you have brewing in your head. Pfft, if you can do it surely I can do it better!" Well except for the invisible part, but that was damned impossible. If chesh knew an alternative method then vega wanted to know it too~
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 3:05 pm
Cheshire pops out of stealth and instant before pouncing upon Vega, going sprawling into a small mud puddle that was near them. "There's the secret, Vega. You're going to have to mask your scent. That's the number one way to have prey sense you. Put mud all over you and let it dry and you'll just smell like dirt." he grins and gets off of the muddy Vega.
Cheshire, being the kind of hart that he is, hopes that Vega finds at least a little displeasure in being covered in muck even though he knows he shouldn't. Not having a true fawnhood makes his strange fawn urges come out in spades sometimes.
"The second way they can find you is through sound. Even my ability doesn't make sound undetectable. Take note of your surrounding. Make sure there are no dead branches or leaves or anything like that where you're going to be stalking." pausing, he demonstrates by They'll give you away and your prey will bolt before you have a chance. " Cheshire now flops down in the mud himself for some reason. Perhaps to show off something he's about to teach.
"Smell, hearing, and now we take care of the final detectory ((yes he made that word up)) sense, sight. It's really easy, actually..." he trails off as he wanders over to a patch of fallen leaves and plops down on in them, the leaves sticking all over the mud on his body. He thoroughly looks like a leafy herla now. "Disguise as your surroundings. If there's a lot of grass, roll in the grass and stay low. Lot of leaves, etc etc etc, you get it, I'm sure."
Cheshire grins smugly at his teachings, feeling rather good about himself.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 3:34 pm
Vega blinks, one moment chesh is gone and the next "Agh!!" pounced and surprised vega flails slightly as the light weight that is chesh brings him down, snorting and glaring at the other, absolutely not..NOT NOT NOT..enjoying the cold feeling of mud at his back, smearing all over..eugh..squishy gold.."Demon you are insane!! Eh..dirt?! The way I smell is fine thank you very much.." Vega growled, reluctantly going with it despite his complaints, after all he was already covered in the stuff, may as well go on with it. "Sent masking demon, pfft..Shall I continue to roll myself in it then?" He asked curiously, he understood the tactic even if he didn't like it. After all it'd be easier to catch the damn rabbit if it didnt smell him.
"I'm not so stupid you know, I understand the simplicity of making as little noise as possible." Vega barked softly, mulling over chesh's words darkly. Sound, scent, visibility, finding holes and marking trails..really when one put it all together it made clear sense. "The final detectory?" Sight, vega frowned, he could not become invisible, he'd already gone over that, blond tall and shiny as he was being unseen was always a hard trick, one he'd often compensated for with his speed..
"Your asking me to turn into a bush chesh? I swear by all that I've seen your the most odd buck in the land, as odd as a flying boar even! Odd as pink clouds!" Vega chuckled, watching with more then a bit of mirth, chesh making the effort to muck himself up and cover his body with all manner of leaves and twigs. It was hilarious, unsightly, rather adorable in a strange way.
"Yes yes I get it, ignorant, not slow chesh." Vega huffed, dragging himself from the muck and proceeding to copy chesh, with his manner of twig and leaf adage. "Now, you know you'll be helping me catch that damned rabbit right?" Any damned rabbit really.."Also..if I'm to help you with your hind problem, I'll need some specifics. What exactly is it that you consider to be your ah type?" Really with his knowledge on the feme species, he could help chesh catch any manner of hart or hind! But specifics did help..
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 6:38 pm
Specifics? Hmm.. Cheshire wasn't really that picky. "I don't know, quite honestly, what my type is. I've had my eye on a couple of hinds, but one is searching for her long lost lover so she is unattainable to me... And the other is the three legged one that you almost had your face kicked in by. But she thinks I'm an idiot, so I'm pretty certain that's also a failure on my part."
Pondering quietly to himself in his bush disguise, the blue hart comes up with a few things. "I like the color blue... I'd like a doe that enjoys the hunt, as well as eating meat but it's not a must. Uh... Doesn't matter to me if she's forest, delta, or mountain, really... I'm at a loss here. I don't really know WHAT I want..."
In his train of thought, he begins wandering circles in the area, nose pointed to the sky as if it would rain down ideas for him to use. Brilliant strategist? Check. Master of disguise? Check. Stealth specialist? Check. Any idea what he has in mind for a mate? Not-so-check.
Jerked back to reality by the task at hand, he turns to Vega, having not really paid attention to his disguise before, and breaks out laughing maniacally as if it's the funniest thing he's ever seen in his life.
Coming down from his fit of strange laughter he speaks once again, "Well, I'll tag along but finding the rabbit, or a rabbit, is gonna be on you. I'm not gonna hold your tail. You gotta prove to me that you're competent. Then I'll take that rabbit as further payment. What? I said NOTHING. You're hallucinating."
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 11:30 pm
"Again, that one is a kinky demon tripod, who I feel is not very warm towards anyone who is not as..ah..kinky..as she is." Vega nodded, staring in disdain at his mucked up braid, oh he sooo needed to wash himself after this! "So dont kick yourself for it, that was no ones failure..just a very picky doe." He snuffed ears flicking closer to his head as vega glanced about, wishing the damned rabbits were easier to spot.
"The color blue is a good start, hunting, diet, do looks fall any deeper in there or is blue as far as it goes? I myself refuse to court anything pink, no matter how lovely it may or may not be." Vega shuddered..eww..pink, the color of, well not even a real color! A stupid half-breed of a real color that was red! Not pansy apple red, or cherry red, but blood red! "Then again, with you I cant see looks being to big an issue. What about personality eh? Someone who wont kick your head in I suppose." Somehow the way chesh spoke, reminded him of sarla, though he'd barely met the doe, just a flash, blue and a hunter that she was, she was also as mean as a snake!
"Stick with blue and hunting, how may I ask are your pick up lines? Sweet talk and all that, women love to be swayed, women who hunt might appreciate a show of skill. Maybe trot about carrying a meal sometime, see who joins in on it." His glare turned sharply on chesh, wishing he could light the damned jester on fire and smoke him out.
"It's not funny! I Look stealthy! Hardly the epitome of sexyness, but stealthy nontheless!" God if chesh was laughing that hard even he didn't want to see himself..Bath afterwords..bath bath bath.. "Jerk..I'll appreciate your tagging..and I'd not want you to hold my tail, you'd simply muck it up even worse then it is." Vega stared, more then happy to prove that he had what it took to snag his own meal, he didn't need any help just a second pair of eyes. "H-what? NO YOUR HALLUCINATING! Goodness chittering to yourself like a mad squirrel, why do I even bother to try and understand." Vega barked before strutting off, eyes trained to the ground.
He wanted his rabbit and he wanted it now! The fluffy b*****d would be his, and he would make its fur into a lovely gift, and he would woo himself a fine date with it...
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 5:24 pm
Cheshire, failing an attempt at a frown, tries his best to look offended at Vega's statement about Trice. "I can be kinky! Even kinkier than she, kinkier than YOU!... Well. I guess she's not really my type anyway. It wouldn't work out in the long run anyway, I don't think."
Thinking more upon Vega's question about looks, he strains a bit, looking almost as if he could sprain something. "Not really. As long as she doesn't look unbearably mutated or something. As much as I want to be as... fair? Is that the word? Meh, I dunno... I just couldn't bring myself to cuddle with a slimepuddle. Doesn't matter if her face is scarred or something. That's actually kinda nifty. All blue is is a preference."
Personality? That's not really something he had thought about much. "Maybe a caring doe, but at the same time not afraid to get her hooves dirty or do some wrestling or sparring. But I suppose I could deal with one that were dainty." That kinda reminded him of Azul. Not one to fight, duel, or get dirty, he still liked her greatly. Too bad she is already mated.
"I've been told I have no pickup lines. I just spout what I think. I turned a blue herla purple once... Kept complimenting her. Didn't think much of it at the time. Just told her what I thought. I don't think she would have been too thrilled with me coming up to her with a rabbit in my mouth. Not that it mattered, though. She has a mate, just one she can't find." True story.
Quickly, he jumps in front of him before he goes to strut off like he's some hot stud. "Whoa now. You missed a spot." and before anything else could be said, a wet SLAP is against Vega's cheek from Cheshire's tail. Not a hard slap by any means, just surprising and wet. "Ah. There we go. NOW you're stealthy. Kinda. Not standing up though. You look like the swampherla."
Jumping out of the way, he shakes off his own muck and flops in some wet grass to get the remainder off before he slips into his own perfect stealth mode and follows Vega out.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 3:42 pm
On the list of things vega did absolutely NOT need to know, cheshires personal 'kinks' were quite high on it. "Again, I agree, she's got issues my friend. What you need is a doe without issues, a sweet little hind, single, bright..possibly a bit off kilter in the head.." Vega muttered the last bit under his breath. Head falling into a vigorous nod, mutants were definitely a 'no no' "Yes puddles of...eugh ooze are something to be avoided, not sure how you could ever get fawns out of that" Vega shuddered briefly, glancing over at chesh "Ooh, so scars don't bother you? I prefer they not be on the face, but I suppose there's nothing wrong with them.."
Vega giggled softly, not to surprised that chesh lacked proper 'pick up lines' "You dont seem to do to badly though, so long as you compliment them..eh..purple? How-nevermind, that is to bad to hear though, a woman who's out chasing a ghost. Mayhaps we can hook you up with someone blue and single eh? Someone looking for a new, young, eccentric mate mnn." Vega frowned softly, it really was too bad for chesh, to have someone he liked who was 'technically taken, that was why vega didn't do the whole life mate thing, too much trouble.
"I missed what now" the cold splat in his face made vega yelp, his glare skewed by the large splotch of mud and gunk! "Ch-ch-cheshhhhh..." Vega snarled, snorting and shaking his head. Oh if he'd thought cheshire would taste good he swore he would have hunted him! Stealthy his rear, he'd been perfectly stealthy before!!
Huffing and murmuring murderously as he followed chesh's lead, if he hadn't been so mad at the wet slap he would have been impressed by his friends amazing stealth abilities.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 1:30 pm
Cheshire giggled to himself at Vega's discomfort. He enjoyed messing with other harts greatly, especially if he were going to be showing them his secrets, abilities, and complete awesomeness. Ego? What ego? Chesh has no ego, I have no idea what you're talking about.
"Hurry up now!" Cheshire exclaimed, urging Vega ahead, "But not too fast or loud! You'll scare your prize away, don'cha'know?! Especially them there rabbits and hares. They have good hearing, yo. Vega, quit your bantering, it's up ahead! If it runs it'll be too late, you haven't set any trap yet!" Cheshire is blissfully unaware and uncaring that he is, in fact, the one making the most noise out of them. It is rather creepy to hear a voice coming out of thin air and Cheshire knew it, but now that they were nearing prey he actually did silence himself and silently slink off, leaving Vega to fend for himself as far as what to do now. Time for the master to watch the student.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 10:27 pm
If Vega did not know chesh as well as he assumed he did, if he'd never seen the blindingly blue grinning beast hunt..and kill..with absolute perfect grace and skill..he wouldn't have believed chesh was any kind of hunter at all. Simply someone there to make an utter fool out of vega by tossing about this trap and mud nonsense! Lucky for him he knew better, though a small part of him still wanted to strangle chesh for being such a teasing loon...
Vega only wished he could have properly pinpointed his invisible comrade with a glare.."Your not sane dont'cha know?" Vega barked in a harsh whisper, ears cocked and tail held high, going silent when he noticed chesh's sudden stillness..Ducking down slightly, his nose to the ground and eyes scanning as he hunted for 'trail'..some sign..little escape areas he needed to cut off in order to capture his prey.
Breaking away for a moment to stalk possible escape routs for the tiny demon known as 'rabbit' dragging a few twigs and rocks into otherwise easy pathways. Scraping out small holes in other to trip the beast up as he circled the new area..there had to be a hole somewhere..had to be a rabbit..he could hear it twitching, smell its cottony fur! A rather creepy grin crossing vega's face as he spotted the barest twitching of white-gray fur..
HIS PRIZE WOULD BE HIS! And gods did he want to charge the thing down, but he needed a hole didnt he? Somewhere.. Vega's eyes suddenly going wide as he stepped right into the rabbits damnable hole, biting his tongue to stall the yelp of surprise that wanted to spring free as he went 'fwoosh' to the ground in a surprised heap of hart..
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