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23.Aug.12, 03:18 AM
The sun was starting to hang low in the sky when A'liran and Astoreth returned from their hunt. It had been a good day; they'd caught two wherries, one for her belly and one for the kitchens. A'liran was proud of himself, but more than anything else he'd enjoyed a day of freedom with his bonded. Katila was as much of a prison as him as it was to the northerners. It was nice to get away from the drama, to feel the wind in his hair and see nothing but sky above and trees below. Shards, some days the politics got so tense that he almost missed his exile.
Of course, he was also highly prone to thinking and saying things he didn't ultimately mean because they made him feel better at the time.
As so they flew, a juvenile wherry hanging from Astoreth's claws as they cast their shadow over the residential section of Katila. Going between would have been quicker, but A'liran wasn't keen on damaging the meat. Astoreth heartily agreed, even though she knew that was just a flimsy excuse for extending their outing just a little bit longer.
As they passed over the huts, something caught Astoreth's eye. J'ver has finally showed his face she said with interest. She was just as devilishly curious about the dodgy greenrider's whereabouts as her bonded had been. A'liran had never liked J'ver, but he couldn't deny that the bastard was awfully interesting. Besides, any greenrider who would willingly ally himself with a user like S'kef was an enemy, and one to be watched with great interest.
For now, though, A'liran was just curious. Let's go say 'hello'
Astoreth obeyed. She made a smooth circle before dropping in for a landing, coming down on her hind legs so she could continue holding her wherry with her forepaws. She settled outside J'ver's hut, only a few paces away from his garden. A'liran quickly dismounted and walked over.
"Hey hey, look who returned to the land of the living!" he called out. He was friendly enough, at least for now. Part of him wanted to hope that J'ver had turned over a new leaf by separating from the monster, but mostly he was just testing the waters. A'liran crossed his arms and smiled smugly. "Finishing up a bit of gardening before the sun goes down, huh?"
A'liran started to pace. "So...No one's seen you around lately. Or your brownrider. Rumor has it you dumped him." A'liran couldn't help but grin devilishly at the prospect. "Good on you, I say. You know we greenriders have to stick together."
The tragedy here was that A'liran was speaking genuinely.
Of course, he was also highly prone to thinking and saying things he didn't ultimately mean because they made him feel better at the time.
As so they flew, a juvenile wherry hanging from Astoreth's claws as they cast their shadow over the residential section of Katila. Going between would have been quicker, but A'liran wasn't keen on damaging the meat. Astoreth heartily agreed, even though she knew that was just a flimsy excuse for extending their outing just a little bit longer.
As they passed over the huts, something caught Astoreth's eye. J'ver has finally showed his face she said with interest. She was just as devilishly curious about the dodgy greenrider's whereabouts as her bonded had been. A'liran had never liked J'ver, but he couldn't deny that the bastard was awfully interesting. Besides, any greenrider who would willingly ally himself with a user like S'kef was an enemy, and one to be watched with great interest.
For now, though, A'liran was just curious. Let's go say 'hello'
Astoreth obeyed. She made a smooth circle before dropping in for a landing, coming down on her hind legs so she could continue holding her wherry with her forepaws. She settled outside J'ver's hut, only a few paces away from his garden. A'liran quickly dismounted and walked over.
"Hey hey, look who returned to the land of the living!" he called out. He was friendly enough, at least for now. Part of him wanted to hope that J'ver had turned over a new leaf by separating from the monster, but mostly he was just testing the waters. A'liran crossed his arms and smiled smugly. "Finishing up a bit of gardening before the sun goes down, huh?"
A'liran started to pace. "So...No one's seen you around lately. Or your brownrider. Rumor has it you dumped him." A'liran couldn't help but grin devilishly at the prospect. "Good on you, I say. You know we greenriders have to stick together."
The tragedy here was that A'liran was speaking genuinely.
