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 Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 5:39 am
Fedha yawned as he stretched himself out near the watering hole. His tongue flicked around his maw slowly, he was cleaning bits of left over blood away. He did not want his fur to stain, despite the fact he wasn't obsessed with being clean. Several feet away from him was a small carcuss, from a rabbit probably. He knew he should have dragged it away so that no one would come bother him here, but he was feeling particularly lazy this morning.
Maybe it was time for a nap? His steely colored eyes flicked over the murkey water, slowly sliding to the sky.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:01 am
The day was looking promising to be the usual ol' boring day that the young God was forced to endure. At this point Baku was looking for -anything- that would look like it was half entertaining. He truthfully wasn't sure how much more unactivity he could take. Days were wasted with sleep and lying around. No, the young God of Nightmares could take it no more, thus the reason he was soaring above the land, eyes pinned on the earth below.
So far nothing seemed over...interesting. A pride hunting a few rogues lounging around.In truth, Baku didn't deal with adults very often. They just didn't seem to take him, a young God, seriously which just served to raise Baku's temper and make him loathe mortals even more. Young or not they should praise the ground he walked upon, not look down upon him because of how young he looked. True, this was his first life, but those mortals didn't know that! Besides he...he...AH!
Passing over grassy lands Baku caught sight of a cub who looked about the same age as himself in stature. Maybe this was the opurtunity he was waiting for. Well no way to find out other then presenting himself. With a smirk that clearly said that Baku was up to no good. The God soared down with ease, landing not far from Fedha, eyes glittering mischeviously. "Well look here. A mortal cub all by himself." Baku drawled as he folded his leathery wings upon his back, the golden bracers and chains ringing in the process.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:11 am
His eyes jerked from the sky at Baku's voice, narrowing quickly. But a flicker of surprise slipped through them as he spotted the god. Those were certainly interesting wings, not feathery at all. So all gods did not posess feathers... well, he'd already seen that with Mrost. (He didn't realize, however, that Mrost just hid his feathers from being visable).
A slow smirk formed on his own maw. Well, if the other wanted to be snarky... "And look, a god cub by himself." Oh, it seemed as though these two would clash. He raised his brows slightly, tail flicking. "Prey tell, what does an immortal being like yourself want to do with this lonesome little mortal?" It was a mixture of sarcasum and curiousity, because he really did want to know.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:39 am
Baku ground his teeth together at the mortal's retort but didn't say a word. Instead he walked toward Fedha, green eyes surveying the cub for anything...special but from what he could tell this cub was nothing. No, this cub just had a mouth that liked to run it appeared. "It's really none of your business what a God wants or does. You mortals truly aren't worth knowing such information." Baku adjusted his wings. "Besides, why do ou care. You're at -my- mercy. What I wish to do wtih you, I will." White teeth showed starkly against Baku's dark coat as he smiled at Fedha with little pleasant intention.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:46 am
Fedha's tail gave a slight flick and he shook his head gently. See, this was why he didn't like the gods 'his' age. He had the one that was a total moron... and now he had the one that thought he was the best thing that the skies were ever blessed with.
He chuckled slightly, standing himself up as the other neared. "I am at your mercy, yet I should not care why you are here, or what you want to do with me? Some thinking patterns... I still do not understand." He rolled his eyes slowly. "Besides, I am at no one's mercy but my own. Why would I ever willingly give my body over to another, god or not?" Ever since his meeting with Mrost Fedha had decided himself equal to the gods, or at least just as good. He could evade them one day, and would.
"You'd be surprised what I know, and my worth."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 6:57 am
"Mortals -have- no -worth-" Baku said through his teeth, eyes glittering dangerously. "The sooner you all realize that the better us Gods will be." His tail flicked aggressively as he walked past the mortal, not much caring that he turned his back on the other. "Even mortal and God spawn need to realize that us Immortals are superior. Why Gods wish to mate with Mortals I'll never understand. Such a waste really." Baku paused and stretched his limbs out before turning to face Fedha and getting comfortable on the shortened grass.
"Now, explain to me why you think that you mortals are so high and mighty. I have yet to understand that little trait all...well...most of you believe." Baku looked at Fedha intently. He truly didn't expect the little mortal to answer his question but one never knew.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 7:09 am
Fedha just chuckled slightly. "With out us mortals I am sure you gods would be bored as ever, lacking your play things." He spat out in a dangerously disgusted tone. He hated how some of these gods thought that way. "And then you would lose all of that self proclaimed worth, wouldn't you mr. high and mighty?" His fur bristled and he sat himself down slowly, he sat much more in a manner of a female than a male.
"Ah, I do not think all mortals are as high up as the gods. Seers.... are a different matter all together."
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