~**Strifeclimber, hush!**~ Windarcher locksent to his restless bond fox.
The bright eyed elf stalked forward, and leapt into a big bush as his prey
turned.
The snowy white rabbit jerked it's head this way and that, attempting to catch it's hunter.
"Ahhhrrrr..." Stifeclimber crouched to his stomach and inched forward slowly.
~**Stifeclimber...**~ Windarcher sighed, and sheathed his dagger. If his impatient pup kept this up, he'd have to use his bow. The rabbit, who'd begun to eat from the clover patch, snapped to attention.
~**Strifeclimber!**~ Windarcher yelped as the fox stood, adn the rabbit took off.
"Aarrf!" Windarcher leapt up from behind the bush as the three-legged one bounded after his dinner.
Windarcher ran a few paces and strung his bow.
~**Strifeclimber, arrow!**~ His bond fox had heard this command before, and dropped to the ground. Windarcher forced his aching, burning muscles to hold as he aimed, and released.
~**Good boy,**~ Windarcher sent weakly as he trotted forward. His only companion jumped to his feet, and followed happily. Windarcher ran his small hand through his hair, and crouched down in the dry, dead leaves to inspect the rabbit.
'Why am I not surprised?' The elf thought to himself with a nod. The poorly nurished rabbit lay on it's left side. It's ribs shook out from under it's fur as it's long ears flopped over each other. Windarcher's arrow protruded from it's upside.
"Hhrrrr," Windarcher patted his fox's head as he lifted the mammal, and passed by.
"Hush," He made his way, slowly, back to their camp. He set the rabbit on a log and fished in his pocket for his fire starting sticks. He began to rub them together, and began to rub furiously as he remembered pulling them from Stifeclimber's side all those years ago. He winced as he cut and callosed his small and pearly hands. THe fire hissed, spat, then roared into life. Windarcher wandered over to sit next to Strifeclimber.
"OOoh, you pup." Windarcher sighed, realizing as he reached for the rabbit, that Strifeclimber had already begun chomping away.
The elf pulled off a thin, seemingly weightless leg. He began to chomp slowly as he looked up at the clearing skies...
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"What are you doing out here, Windarcher? The sun is still up!" Windarcher, on his back in the huge field, lifted his chin to look at Firestorm.
"Waiting for sunset."
"And getting a headstart on your stargazing." The red haired elf flopped down next to Windarcher. The white haired elf propped his chin in his hand as he flipped to his side.
"Do, do you think Shadowsmile was serious about rebelling against Singtree?" He whispered.
"That still bothering you?" Firestorm questioned, genuinely concerned. Windarcher nodded slowly.
"I-I just don't want to pick sides, Firestorm."
"Don't worry, Tylen." Firestorm whispered Windarcher's soulname. "I truely think that-"
A high-pitched giggled put them both on alert.
~**I think Shadowsmile's all talk, pup.**~ Firestorm sent as he pounced Windarcher and grinned down at him. ~**Besides, what've you go to worry about? You, Raintail and I'd all pick the same side anyway!**~ Windarcher smiled and nodded.
The duo both made disgusted faces as the high-pitched giggle returned.
Windarcher shoved Firestorm off him playfully, and sat up to try and identify the giggler...
It was Cloudwater,
With Treehopper.
Firestorm sat up as well, watching with a hint of interest.
Treehopper kissed at the elf maid's collarbone, his mouth moved downward until...
"Ow!"
~**Windarcher, did you see-?**~ Firestorm turned, but his soulbrother was nowhere in sight. ~**Tylen?**~
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"Rrrrr!" Windarcher blinked, and looked down. Strifeclimber had latched his jaws onto the bone of the rabbit leg, and was engaged in a tug-o-war. Windarcher smiled, and decided to give him a challenge.
The snowy white rabbit jerked it's head this way and that, attempting to catch it's hunter.
"Ahhhrrrr..." Stifeclimber crouched to his stomach and inched forward slowly.
~**Stifeclimber...**~ Windarcher sighed, and sheathed his dagger. If his impatient pup kept this up, he'd have to use his bow. The rabbit, who'd begun to eat from the clover patch, snapped to attention.
~**Strifeclimber!**~ Windarcher yelped as the fox stood, adn the rabbit took off.
"Aarrf!" Windarcher leapt up from behind the bush as the three-legged one bounded after his dinner.
Windarcher ran a few paces and strung his bow.
~**Strifeclimber, arrow!**~ His bond fox had heard this command before, and dropped to the ground. Windarcher forced his aching, burning muscles to hold as he aimed, and released.
~**Good boy,**~ Windarcher sent weakly as he trotted forward. His only companion jumped to his feet, and followed happily. Windarcher ran his small hand through his hair, and crouched down in the dry, dead leaves to inspect the rabbit.
'Why am I not surprised?' The elf thought to himself with a nod. The poorly nurished rabbit lay on it's left side. It's ribs shook out from under it's fur as it's long ears flopped over each other. Windarcher's arrow protruded from it's upside.
"Hhrrrr," Windarcher patted his fox's head as he lifted the mammal, and passed by.
"Hush," He made his way, slowly, back to their camp. He set the rabbit on a log and fished in his pocket for his fire starting sticks. He began to rub them together, and began to rub furiously as he remembered pulling them from Stifeclimber's side all those years ago. He winced as he cut and callosed his small and pearly hands. THe fire hissed, spat, then roared into life. Windarcher wandered over to sit next to Strifeclimber.
"OOoh, you pup." Windarcher sighed, realizing as he reached for the rabbit, that Strifeclimber had already begun chomping away.
The elf pulled off a thin, seemingly weightless leg. He began to chomp slowly as he looked up at the clearing skies...
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"What are you doing out here, Windarcher? The sun is still up!" Windarcher, on his back in the huge field, lifted his chin to look at Firestorm.
"Waiting for sunset."
"And getting a headstart on your stargazing." The red haired elf flopped down next to Windarcher. The white haired elf propped his chin in his hand as he flipped to his side.
"Do, do you think Shadowsmile was serious about rebelling against Singtree?" He whispered.
"That still bothering you?" Firestorm questioned, genuinely concerned. Windarcher nodded slowly.
"I-I just don't want to pick sides, Firestorm."
"Don't worry, Tylen." Firestorm whispered Windarcher's soulname. "I truely think that-"
A high-pitched giggled put them both on alert.
~**I think Shadowsmile's all talk, pup.**~ Firestorm sent as he pounced Windarcher and grinned down at him. ~**Besides, what've you go to worry about? You, Raintail and I'd all pick the same side anyway!**~ Windarcher smiled and nodded.
The duo both made disgusted faces as the high-pitched giggle returned.
Windarcher shoved Firestorm off him playfully, and sat up to try and identify the giggler...
It was Cloudwater,
With Treehopper.
Firestorm sat up as well, watching with a hint of interest.
Treehopper kissed at the elf maid's collarbone, his mouth moved downward until...
"Ow!"
~**Windarcher, did you see-?**~ Firestorm turned, but his soulbrother was nowhere in sight. ~**Tylen?**~
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"Rrrrr!" Windarcher blinked, and looked down. Strifeclimber had latched his jaws onto the bone of the rabbit leg, and was engaged in a tug-o-war. Windarcher smiled, and decided to give him a challenge.
