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05-30-2013, 09:22 PM
I flicked my audits backwards, red tips pointing parallel with my back. Something had moved! Calm, mien puppe. Calm. chided the airy voice of my mother. She was right. No one was coming at me. I needed to chill out. A short breath in, and a long breath out. My ribs expanding and collapsing with the fluxing movement of my diaphragm. A gentle smile graced my lips for a few mere moments as I watched a young bird sink down and snatch up a fish that had jumped in the air. It's talons crushing into the tiny body and allowing it to suffocate to it's death. My yellow eyes following it on it's ascent back into the air and above the trees in a swift, simple movement. But, of course. I was not alone. A few minutes later I could hear the sound of footsteps crawling through the brush. The sound of branches being pushed out of the way and snapping back into place putting me onto light alert. It obviously wasn't a meek rabbit - something I'd kill anyways for crossing my path - so it had to be a predator or another horse. It was just figuring out which one. But, with the wind blowing in my face it wasn't aiding me in pushing the scent toward my nares. And, then, I allowed my body to slowly turn towards the noise. Lining up perpendicularly I eyed him as he brushed his maw lightly against my hindquarters. My head craning out like a snake as I snapped in warning at him touching me. Yes. How dare he! He does not deserve to touch you! boomed the tenor chords of Schwere in my head as I stood up a little taller. "I know you." the stag spoke as I racked my brain. Zar... Zar'roc? Yes. That was his name, "...I don't think I ever caught your name." his lion tail flicked, voice low, as he spoke. A tiny huff escaped my maw as I shifted my direction one more time, now creating a straight line so the only part of me that was close enough to be touched was my face. "Seele" I responded with a tinge of annoyance. My eyes crawling around his frame in an attempt to really take him in. I had assessed D'art when I had met the two of them, but never really taken this "Zar" in. "It's funny that we should meet again. Here especially," he said nonchalantly. Hah. Probably funny for him. Doubt much of it is very coincidental though. His eyes. Something seems off. Tenor chords floating around in her skull in a tiny form of a warning. Whatever. He probably couldn't do much at all anyways. But, what he wanted from her she definitely wanted to know. 480 words <33
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