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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 7:06 pm
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The intensity in Veslorurn's tone and eyes as he discussed skinwalkers caught Fuego up short. Amazingly enough, he'd yet to have even a brushing encounter with the skinwalkers; he'd never heard of them existing in the desert, and though he'd heard the term mentioned from time to time, he had just assumed skinwalkers to be something out of a fairy tale. However, either Veslorurn was overly imaginative...or there was some reality to that fairy tale.
Perhaps winter wasn't the worse thing to come out of the Kawani lands.
Fuego wasn't sure what to say in reponse to Veslorurn's terse commentary, and he looked from him to the pawed newcomer. He wasn't sure what Veslorurn saw in Kodama to fear, but now Fuego wanted to edge away, as well. Kye had come up and wiggled her way between Fuego and Veslorurn, and he felt rather vulnerable, being that close to not one, but four other Soquili with this new information hanging over head. Pawed Soquili with pelts on their back...
The pawed stallion wasn't saying much to help his cause, Fuego had to admit. Though Veslorurn had already said the pawed one was missing the pelt, it seemed to Fuego like it would be a smart move on Kodama's part to say something along the lines of 'no, I'm not a skinwalker, never have been, never will be...' or something along those lines. Instead, he simply scuttled around in silence, looking at each of them. Talk about eerie...
No, Fuego said to himself with a firm shake of his head. He was letting himself get weirded out based on the say-so of one stranger; how was that going to help him with his real problem, the onset of winter? If the pawed stallion was going to be a danger, then he'd already lost the element of surprise. So, either he was a stupid danger, or an overly cocky danger.
Yeah, there was nothing to worry about.
Taking a deep breath, Fuego shook off that brief burst of anxiety and looked sideways at Kye. "Well, being prepared is the point. I just don't really know where to sart. I mean, do you need a permanent place for the winter? I don't really have a permanent place, period, so that's a problem. Is there still any food available in winter? Or does it all...die?" That was what it had looked like last winter, but maybe he just hadn't known what to do.
((Hey guys! So, I'm going to be travelling out of state for the holiday, and I will most likely not have access to a computer. Consequently, I won't be able to repond again until Monday the 30h. So, for the long weekend I'm suspending the 'one post between my posts' rule; feel free to post as much as the spirit moves you, and thanks!))
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Cajmera generated a random number between
1 and 23 ...
10!
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 9:56 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 10:00 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 10:31 pm
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 Kodama didn't speak. The ailment was one of strong mental choice. After being scared as a young foal, he stopped speaking. The scar on his chest, a reminder of everything that happened to him. At this point, he might not know how to speak, even if he decided he wanted to. It didn't bother him most of the time, though he did feel bad for those that wished he did. His mom tended to put words in his mouth for him.
It seemed he was not easily accepted by some in this crowd, who acted like he might bite. Kodama pushed his lips together, unsure of what to do. When Astraea addressed him, he relaxed a little. She didn't seem as put off by his presence. He smirked at her and nodded. Astraea was a nice name. He then opened his mouth, and then clinked his teeth together as he shut it back, shaking his head at her. He shrugged and pawed at the snow. Kodama was his name, but it seemed none of them would know.
As he was standing around, the thick awkwardness blanketing the group, he heard the familiar sound of tiny flapping wings. The magpie had returned! Kodama scrunched up his face, and looked at him with annoyance. The wild bird landed right on Kodama's back. It stretched it's neck out and cawed at him, then folded his wings. Kodama puffed his cheeks at him, and scowled. Huffing, he reached over and nipped at the belly of the bird. It put a foot up and flapped it's wings. Kodama stopped and gave him a playful smirk. The bird, unharmed, cawed again, but did not startle or fly off. Instead, it hoped twice towards Kodama's tail end. It pecked at Kodama's tail, and called out again. Kodama nodded, and used one tail to wrap around his bird-friend. The magpie gave off a shiver, then nestled into his tail.
Such a weird site, to see a fox and a bird, as best friends. Some might confuse the bird as his lunch, but clearly there was something more there.
(Grats Cyhorse!) |
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