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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:12 pm
Mirie watched the sun come up. It had been the third sunrise he had watched from the cliff. He had to admit the view was amazing and, if he was there under different circumstances, he would have wished to stay longer and watch. His stomach growled, reminding him about the situation he was in. How many days had it been since he had a decent meal, he asked himself. The only thing he could eat were small rodents and they didn't nearly help relieve him of his hunger.
He looked at the cliff next to him. It wouldn't be too difficult for him to climb it, but with his hurt paw it made it difficult. He had attempted to climb up it his first day being stuck there and ended up hurting his paw even more.
He sighed as he thought about his choices. All he could think about was how pathetic it would be to die on a cliff, eating rodents. If he ever saw that cheetah who pushed him down there he would do everything he could to get revenge. There was only one thing he thought that he could do and that was try again to climb the steep cliff. Gently he put his front left paw on the cliff. He carefully put weight on it. Than he started to climb again. To his surprise he was actually getting somewhere.
He didn't get too far before his paw gave out on him. He came crashing down again, this time he protected his paw. 'I will figure out a way out of this.'
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 8:37 pm
Hm. What to do with herself? Ikinya didn't usually scavenge, but when she did she normally went for things she could easily pack off to enjoy in relative quiet and solitude. She didn't know what possessed her, but here she was, dragging a good hearty helping of whole zebra leg. She hadn't even been all that hungry. Her hunger had been sated already and now she was lugging the piece of meat looking for a proper place to hide it. Of course, the idea to just drop it and leave it to the vultures or whatever other scavenger came along to claim it as their own, but that seemed kind of a waste of her own efforts to prize it from that trio of full bellied lions. They had been too sedate to bother running her off, which had been fortunate for her and had made her night an overall lucky one. Ikinya paused setting the leg down for a moment to try and think of somewhere to go. She had slept in and had gotten up a good while after the sun had set so she was still feeling pretty awake. Snorting to herself, the spotted female looked over her prize. If she kept at it, she'd be whooped before she knew it and then she'd lose most of the day to recovering.
A crashing drew her from her puzzling with a little startled jump of her own. Ears swiveling this way and that, Ikinya rose to her paws and cautiously padded over to the edge of a nearby cliff. What in the world could it have been? Rocks, so far as she knew, didn't just decide to fall on their own, not without something helping them. "Oh!" She exclaimed upon seeing another wild dog down the cliff a little ways, caught off guard, surprised, and quite worried. In her experience, other wild dogs didn't really tend to live on cliffs so the fellow below her was definitely out of the norm."Are you alright? How long have you been down there?" He had the look of having been down there for a while. Looking around to see if there was anyone who may be with the purple splotchy male or if there was anyone around who may have had anything to do with this, finding none, she returned her bi-colored gaze back down to him. "Do you need help?" It wouldn't do at all if she just left him. It didn't even occur to her that it may be a trick or that the male could be aggressive towards her. All she knew was that it appeared that he was in a tough place and alone.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 11:27 pm
Mirie looked up and saw another wild dog looking down at him. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. For a moment he questioned if he had just died and entered the afterlife. He realized, thanks to the pain in his paw, that he was in fact still alive. It had been far to long since he had seen a friendly face, he decided.
"I've been stuck here for about three days." He answered her in a raspy voice. For a moment he couldn't even recognize his own voice. He hoped that once he got off the cliff that his proper voice would return to him.
"I think I hurt my paw when I fell." He said as he looked at his paw and gave it a slow twirl. Pain shot up his paw. He wondered how he would get up without getting more injured. He debated about asking the female for help. Sure he needed it, but how could he trust her? She did offer to help him and normally creatures didn't offer to help unless they were kind, Mirie thought to himself. "I would love some help, if that isn't too much of a burden."
He hated relying on others, but he knew that to get out of this mess he would have to.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 1:35 am
Ikinya did her best not to visibly wince at learning how long he had been down there and the dry raspiness of his voice. He was hurt too. Oh, he needed help. No one would stay in a tough situation if they could help it, especially not for three whole days. Taking another glance around, she sighed with a flick of her ears.
"Don't worry," She said as she looked back down to the trapped male. "I'm gonna help you get better and then get out of there. You must be hungry. Hold on..." Of course, he had to be hungry. Definitely thirsty too if his voice was any indicator of that matter. The splotchy female already had it in her mind that she wasn't going anywhere until he was off of that cliff. Backing away from the ledge, she returned to her zebra leg. Grabbing it in her teeth, she drug it to the edge and pulled it so that the male below could see what she had. "I'm going to ease this over and drop it down to you. Then I'll go get you water and be right back." After latching on to the ankle joint, Ikinya gave it a bit of a tug so that it dangled down to the other before letting it go. "It's still pretty fresh, but it ought to do more for you than whatever it is you've been living off of down there. Now, I'll only be a few minutes. I will be back."
Turning around, she headed off towards a very small watering hole she had passed a little ways back from when she was dragging the zebra leg around. A turtle had died under a nearby tree and, if she was lucky, she could pry the shell open so that she could use it to carry water, which was preferable to the only other alternative that she could think of. That being that she completely soaks herself in water and hurries back before she dries off. Unorthodox and a bit silly, but desperate times call for desperate measures, especially if the dead turtle wasn't going to cooperate!
First, finding the tree and turtle, Ikinya descended upon the pretty thoroughly picked clean turtle. It appeared ants or something had gotten to it because essentially everything of note on the outside was gone and it felt quite light, so probably a good deal of the stuff inside was gone too. She paused her wrestling with shell in her jaws. Wait. Wait, wait, wait! This could be of an advantage! If she kept the shell whole, she could grip the bottom of the shell, holding it round side down with the water inside, and carry back to the cliff-bound canine. Hm. The only downside would be that it would be more difficult for him to get at the water inside and it may spill if he had tip it over to access the leg holes or something. Hn. Not such a good idea maybe. Shaking herself from that thought, Ikinya continued to fight with the shell. It was being so difficult! A fact that made her growl as she tried to prize top from bottom. After a few moments, she stopped, licking her chops. Repeated vigorous scraping and clacking of her teeth against shell probably wasn't so good for them, her teeth. Maybe she'd had better luck again later, or tomorrow. She would be returning, after all. She had to. She didn't know how badly his paw was hurt, but it was bad enough to keep him from climbing up on his own for three days.
Looking over to the relative stillness of the water, the wild dog sighed with slightly narrowed eyes. Oh, this was going to be weird...And more than a little awkward, but she had heard once that 'Necessity is the mother of invention.' Well, wild dog water delivery service, time to shine! Nudging the turtle shell into a small hollow in the roots of the tree, Ikinya marched dutifully over to the watering hole before taking an 'obviously necessary' belly flop into the water. Swishing about to get herself thoroughly saturated, she leaped out and hurried back, trying to keep in mind that full out sprinting would dry her faster. Drawing closer to the edge, Ikinya slowly worked her way down to the other. "I know this is sort of really weird, but I couldn't get the turtle shell apart to carry water." She explained vaguely, sitting near the other. "Um...Maybe to make it a little less awkward...My name is Ikinya." She hoped that she could help this fellow out. She had never rescued anyone before so she was just doing what seemed right, or trying to.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 8:17 pm
Mirie couldn't believe his luck. The chances of such a kind wild dog was small, he thought. He had expected anyone seeing him would have picked on him or made fun of how pathetic he was. "Thank you," he called as loudly as his horsed voice would let him. When she hung the zebra leg down, he carefully leaned up so he could grab it with his mouth. His mouth savoring the taste. Anything would taste delicious to him at this point, though he was grateful that it was zebra. He laid the leg on the ground. Than he did something he hadn't done for days. He looked up at the female wild dog and smiled. He was thankful for the kind gesture and he could hardly believe that it was truly happening. "I will wait here for you," he said almost jokingly, though it almost sounded sarcastic.
He took a bite of the meat. Slowly he started to chew it. His stomach growled loudly, wanting him to hurry up and eat more. Mirie wanted to saver the moment though. He forgot how good zebra tasted. Never again would he leave scarps, letting them rot in the sun. He would instead make sure that, if he was full, that another creature could finish them. He swore that if he made it out of this alive that he would never take food for granite.
He kept listening for any signs of the wild dog. He hoped that he wasn't asking too much when he asked for help. Now that he was thinking about it he wondered if she could get hurt helping him. If she did he could never forgive himself. His pessimistic side started to think of all the bad things that could happen to her. He tried his best to stay positive as he chewed on the leg, but all he could do was worry about her.
When she returned he sighed with relief. All his bad thoughts left him. "I am glad you are safe." Mirie muttered with his weak voice. He watched her as she came down to him, hoping she wouldn't get harmed. "Thank you Ikinya. I am forever in your debt." He said before attempting and having a hard time getting water. He did his best to not spill any.
"That has to be the best water I have ever had." He decided, his voice feeling a bit better. "My name is Mirie by the way."
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