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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 1:10 pm
However, it wasn't often Mwokoti had a predator seeking prey out of loyalty and not hunger. The cheetah-hare duo was a first for her. The cheetah was a young one, by mortal and God standards alike, and far be it by Mwokoti to bare the burden of teaching her why such a combination was not typical.
This relationship was damned to fail. Someone would eat that hare eventually.
"I know she's out here somewhere," Jela insisted, glancing around the plains that stretched beyond them on all sides. There were hundreds of borrows out here. Her hare could have taken refuge in any one of them. Hours of searching had been ultimately fruitless, and when desperation set in, she prayed. And so Mwokoti answered.
Jela needed not only direction, but a set of heavy paws. Her own were meager against those of a lions, and the digging had been exhausting thus far.
Mwokoti surveyed the area. In an instant, she had the answer: "Your hare is not here."
Jela all but wailed. "What? She has to be!"
Most mortals didn't know a map when they saw one, let alone one of magical origin. Hers manifested on the ground in a puff of supernatural smoke, more green than black in color. The paper was faded and ripped around the edges.
The plains were clearly marked on the paper, as were the mountains, water sources. . . and a certain hare who was rather far away. The icon representing Jela's companion was darting around quickly and sporadically.
"She's being chased," Mwokoti noted impassively.
"Then we have to help her!" Jela cried. "Which way?!" wooga Paes Hope this is okay! I figured Raiden could either be the one chasing Jela's hare familiar for the lulz or just get a good laugh out of Mwokoti bothering to help with the matter or some such. Up to you!
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 4:38 pm
Raiden wasn't much of a hunter. He didn't have to eat, so he disliked wasting time on such things. Usually, he'd only hunt and even eat to keep up appearances, in the event that he didn't want mortals knowing he wasn't one of them.
But he wasn't hunting right now. He was chasing a hare. Totally different.
He ran along after the hare, occasionally using magic to intercept it should it get too far, or too close to a hole. Raiden didn't plan on keeping this up for too long, after all, he liked hares. He had been a hare once, and all. So he honestly had no interesting in actually going all the way and killing the little bugger!
But, you see, he was really, really bored. He had startled it accidentally, and just gave chase afterwards. He was unaware that the hare had a cheetah-friend, and that this friend had enlisted some help in finding her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 9:02 am
The hare, Kirala, was on the verge of a heart attack. If Raiden didn't eat her after that, her death would be a total waste. Something of a morbid thought, but you had to find ways to cope when you were on the bottom of the food chain. Birds could fly, fish could swim -- and that was why most predators tried for hares instead. Chasing on land was easier than learning to fly or swim.
It was dumb luck that she bolted in the direction Jela was approaching. The Goddess could not run quick enough to keep up with a cheetah, but there were alternatives, such as lingering airborne and teleporting ahead every now and then. The hare did not see her, but perhaps her fellow deity did.
"Jela! Jela!" Kirala squealed in terror and ran for the cheetah. "He has magic! He has magic!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 4:38 am
It was hard to stay interested in the hare he was chasing when the other two showed up. First he looked at the cheetah his 'prey' called out to, but of course, the floating goddess was much more interesting. Running into another deity was always more interesting than a cheetah and a hare.
He slowed to an easy trot as he approached the others, not quite sure how this encounter would end up just yet. But if another god was involved, it would probably not be too boring. Hopefully. Raiden disliked boring things.
Deciding to let them make the next move in this encounter, should they want to, he stopped and waited. He couldn't quite tell if this would be a friendly ordeal, considering he had just been chasing what was apparently this cheetah's friend. It could very well turn into an argument, but he wasn't worried. Raiden had nothing to fear!
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 3:22 pm
"It's alright," Jela cooed. "You're okay."
While the cheetah was left to coddle her possibly traumatized friend, Mwokoti decided it best to act as an ambassador and get it out of the way. Gods were not unlike mortals in that you never knew what to expect approaching one. They were unlike them in that they had powers a mortal could never hope to possess. It had been many years since she had fought with another God, and hopefully would be many more. Mwokoti doubted she would find herself on the winning side of such a confrontation.
She did not move any quicker than a patient walk. Forever was a long time to live; rushing through things would only leave you with nothing to do.
Mwokoti stopped when the distance between them was a mere foot or so. "Hello. I have a favor to ask. I believe you know what it is."
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 3:13 pm
With another god around her only paid the littlest of attention to the hare's reunion with her cheetah friend.
He didn't expect this goddess was going to be particularly tough to deal with, simply by her approach. She didn't look too menacing at all, let alone like she might be angry. He was glad for that. Raiden never minded fighting mortals, because he could always cheat his way to victory. But the powers of another god were so unpredictable!
"Hi," He greeted mildly, still not sure if eh should be at his most friendly or just... not a jerk. "I... might." He could think up a few theories. "I'm guessing you don't want me to eat the hare." Not that he was going to, but... anyways. He might question that every prey animal probably had friends and family and that wasn't reason enough to not eat them, but, in his case, the simple fact that he didn't even need food was a good reason in and of itself. Besides, even Raiden knew it was hopeless to convince someone eating their friend was fair game. That was why hunters never went and chatted with wildebeest.
"I wasn't going to." He realized that might make him sound cruel. But, darnit, it was complicated! Or maybe he was a bit of a jerk. Oh well, Raiden could forgive himself.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 11:00 am
Mwokoti always looked at others as if she were their parent. It didn't matter if she was praising them or prepping to scold them; regardless, the motherly vibe was all around her. She had the kind of voice cubs would imagine a mother in stories told to them at bedtime would have: deep, but feminine still.
More than anything, there was the way she would arch one brow, tilt her head just so, and her eyes seemed to say 'I'm not mad, just disappointed'. What she actually said was nothing of the sort.
"I see." It did indeed make him sound cruel. "That was what I planned to ask. I would appreciate it if you would leave this particular hare alone in the future...?" Her voice trailed off and she waited for his name.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 5:18 pm
Despite having sort of lived for centuries, Raiden was rather childish, obviously. So as any childish person, the look and manner of a 'disappointed mother' was often able to make him feel bashful. But since he wasn't a cub, he'd likely grow annoyed with himself afterwards.
Still, he tried to not get too worked up over it! "That seems awfully unfair to a whole lot of other hares." He pointed out. "'This particular here' gets special treatment because it's friends with a cheetah? I refuse to favor mortals without a more valid reason." Like them worshiping him, or something. That was a very valid reason! "If things worked like that no one would eat. Ever."
And he was definitely just trying to rationalize in his favor and not be totally in the wrong. Or at least not let the other deity be completely in the right. "The right thing would be to tell me not to needlessly terrorize any hare, wouldn't it?" Raiden shrugged, even though he immediately convinced himself that what he said was reasonable and fine. "But fine, if you want you can make your case for that hare. Why should I be nicer to it than I am to any other hare?" Not that he usually made it his business chasing them anyways, but for the sake of arguing.
To his credit Raiden didn't sound very frustrated or annoyed, if perhaps a little flippant. "Ah, yes, I'm Raiden. Thunder."
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 11:41 am
Thunder, hm? She would have guessed God of Arguing. He'd fit that job well.
Speaking of jobs, hers had been fulfilled. In terms of obligation, she was done here. What happened from then on out was not her business. She could just walk away; probably should have.
"Yes, well, Thunder --" There was that mother-knows-best tone again. "--you're right. I should ask that you not needlessly terrorize any of the mortals." But Mwokoti was neither optimistic nor stupid. "I have a feeling, if I were to say that, you would only bother more of them for the sake of being contrary."
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2012 8:58 am
"Hmmm. Nah," He shrugged. "What do you think I am, a monster?" Raiden grinned. In many ways he probably was, particularly from a mortal point of view. "Besides, that's be such a stupid waste of my time. I do have better things to do, you know." Like nurture his position in the Stormborn, or, most importantly, look for ideal weather and conduct the most spectacular 'natural' shows imaginable.
"And who're you, anyways?" Since she had gotten his name, and had (rudely!) not provided her own.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 2:11 pm
Not a monster, a troublemaker. Mortals would still appoint him the former if they did not have the capability to see things from a higher point of view. To Gods, it could be hard to not take life for granted when their rebirth was a guarantee if they made a tragic misstep. Mwokoti had been the same as the rest of them, once. A mortal mate and beloved mortal children did a lot for enlightenment.
She would have agreed it was rude to withhold her name and title (both were expected in God-to-God exchanges) if he'd complained out loud about it. She exerted great effort to be benevolent, not necessarily polite.
"Mwokoti," she provided, all prim and proper. "Goddess of the Lost."
The more rowdy Gods typically had something to say about a docile domain like hers. How about him?
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 2:28 am
Raiden would probably disagree, had she voiced her thoughts. He'd be wrong, of course, immortality did have a way of making you rather careless about life. But it just sounded sort of like a flaw, so he would disagree. Raiden hated flaws.
"Lost?" He repeated, but he actually found that rather curious. "So you can find people?" Which would explain her showing up after the hare, presumably at the cheetah's request. "Cool, sounds handy." Not that he had needed such things in this lifetime. Raiden made few lasting bonds, and the ones he had made, like Ethiopia, seemed quite content staying put.
"How's that work?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 8:19 pm
Mwokoti could count on the toes of one paw how many times she remembered anyone bothering to ask that unless it was for personal gain. There had only been one other instance in this life, and the God had been more docile and asked to be polite. She doubted manners were high on this one's to-do list.
Flattered by his curiosity, as ridiculous as it was, Mwokoti's tension eased away little by little and her posture no longer suggested she was in the company of someone she thought might maul her face off.
"Yes, I find those who are missing," she replied, "and objects and places."
She nodded her head to the ground, indicating he should look, and there appeared what some Gods might know as a map. Most mortals had never seen one and didn't know what to make of it. The paper was curled along the edges, but had few tears.
Hundreds of miles in every direction decorated the front. Every landmark was clearly defined, from the streams to the mountains.
"I tend to just know... But for mortals, I usually use this."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:07 pm
He idly tried to think about anyone he might want to find, thinking that since he had the right person he might as well see if he could use her. But, frankly, he couldn't think of anyone or anything. Sure, there were some idle curiosities of characters from old memories, from before the time he was Raiden. But such memories were always a little hard to place, and odds are everyone involved was already dead.
Never having seen a map in this life, he was dully surprised and curious. He'd probably be more-so, but perhaps, once again, some idle memory kept him from being completely shocked. Besides, it looked an awful lot like the rest of the world from above anyways, and Raiden was often very high up.
"That's pretty neat." It really was rather fascinating! and he was also a little jealous of her ability to conjure up an object like that. "But what's the..." He had no idea what term to use. "Er, range on that thing?" He lifted a paw, glanced at her searchingly, then gingerly attempted to prod the paper, because it was a pretty curious thing. "What if you need to look further?" If there was any further!
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 1:54 am
Mwokoti had three lifetime's worth of memories. She firmly believed that they were all true and that there had not been a life prior to those three. There were certain things she could only recall saying a few times, and others that she had, according to this supposedly miraculous memory, spoken a grand total of never.
"I... hadn't thought about it." She could take that off her never list.
When your job was to wander from place to place, you were given a lot of alone time whether you wanted it or not. What to do but ponder the many mysteries of life? Odd, really, she should never ask herself something about her own possession.
The map in question curled into itself. It then vanished, leaving no trace it had been there and making no sound in its departure. Mwokoti, who was speaking as it disappeared, hadn't noticed. She was staring intensely at her paws.
"I've never needed to look further. Do you suppose there's a further to look to?"
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