Moga: I love this chapter. A bit short, but I cut it off to let readers
do some thinking. Wow, actually, this was never in the plan, but it gives
me some good ideas for later.
Payacha smiled, her purple eyes half closed, as she gazed contentedly upon the small bundle of fur by her side. She gave it a small nudge with her nose and a fuzzy black head popped out of the middle of the mass. Two big blue eyes stared back at her, practically radiating happiness. "Your not just going to sleep the day away, are you?" She questioned, jokingly.
The bundle of fur gave her a shocked and fearful stare. "Of course not, Momma!" it exclaimed, in a voice filled with youth. Payacha closed her eyes and nodded her consent.
"Than please start by checking up on Brichi, Pajou."
"Yes, Momma." Pajou stood up and shook himself, succeeding only in messing his fur up even more. He scrambled over several tree roots and left the space under the tree that he and his mother called home. He glanced back once, briefly, to say "Be back soon, Mamma," before disappearing into the tall, untrimmed grass.
Pajou pushed his way through the grass, intent on completing the task his mother had given him: check up on Brichi, a native wild creature they looked after. He quickly reached the stream that separated where Brichi lived from where Pajou lived. Pajou knew he would be to small to go through the water for quiet some time, so he had to jump across the rocks that spanned the width of the stream. However, his effort proved to be a waste, as Brichi crouched by the water, washing food, and in plain view from the other side of the stream. Pajou scowled slightly, annoyed by this, yet at the same time pleased. It had been his first time crossing the river alone.
Pajou turned to go back, but stopped for a drink, first. As he drank, a brightly colored insect with wings the color of a rainbow landed momentarily upon his muzzle. Entranced by the colors, Pajou went to follow it away from the stream and into the forest. 'But Momma's waiting.' he thought, sadly. He suddenly perked up, his ears following his mood from their drooped stature. 'But she didn't expect that I'd find Brichi so fast!' With this thought in mind, Pajou bound after the insect.
Payacha struggled as this thing held her up. "What have we got here?" The thing asked. "Female Sacather, purple fur, black gem stone. Should be a kit around here somewhere." The thing, much larger than Payacha, was actually rather short, but round and low built. Its companion was taller and thinner, but still strong.
"If the kit is not here, than let's take this one and go. I want to go home, I never wanted this job in the first place. It is to hostile out here."
The round one laughed, "You think this is hostile? You should see this place whenever He goes on a rampage!"
The tall one rolled her eyes. "Well, yeah, obviously it's way worse here when He goes on a rampage. Ya know, I almost feel bad for the girl. Almost."
"Eh, don't give her any pity. Stupid half-breed." The taller one chuckled.
"Indeed."
"Yes, yes. Now let's find that kit. He wants the kit for something."
"Hmm. Something? Sounds interesting, wonder what for."
"None of our business if we enjoy living. Now lets finish with this one and find the kit, before He kills us for taking to long."
"Fine, fine. You are no fun, ya know that?"
"I like living, unlike you, apparently."
"What's living if you can't have a little fun?"
"Safe, for one."
"Most fun things in life aren't safe." The short one rolled his eyes.
"Well maybe He'll give us a break after this job. Let's get done with this one and find the kit, all right?"
"If it means a break from these stupid jobs, why not?"
Never knew you could be agreeable," the short one said, patting her shoulder and starting to walk back to where they came from. "Come on, Blackfire."
Moga: Yup. Let's just think about that, shall we?
Payacha smiled, her purple eyes half closed, as she gazed contentedly upon the small bundle of fur by her side. She gave it a small nudge with her nose and a fuzzy black head popped out of the middle of the mass. Two big blue eyes stared back at her, practically radiating happiness. "Your not just going to sleep the day away, are you?" She questioned, jokingly.
The bundle of fur gave her a shocked and fearful stare. "Of course not, Momma!" it exclaimed, in a voice filled with youth. Payacha closed her eyes and nodded her consent.
"Than please start by checking up on Brichi, Pajou."
"Yes, Momma." Pajou stood up and shook himself, succeeding only in messing his fur up even more. He scrambled over several tree roots and left the space under the tree that he and his mother called home. He glanced back once, briefly, to say "Be back soon, Mamma," before disappearing into the tall, untrimmed grass.
Pajou pushed his way through the grass, intent on completing the task his mother had given him: check up on Brichi, a native wild creature they looked after. He quickly reached the stream that separated where Brichi lived from where Pajou lived. Pajou knew he would be to small to go through the water for quiet some time, so he had to jump across the rocks that spanned the width of the stream. However, his effort proved to be a waste, as Brichi crouched by the water, washing food, and in plain view from the other side of the stream. Pajou scowled slightly, annoyed by this, yet at the same time pleased. It had been his first time crossing the river alone.
Pajou turned to go back, but stopped for a drink, first. As he drank, a brightly colored insect with wings the color of a rainbow landed momentarily upon his muzzle. Entranced by the colors, Pajou went to follow it away from the stream and into the forest. 'But Momma's waiting.' he thought, sadly. He suddenly perked up, his ears following his mood from their drooped stature. 'But she didn't expect that I'd find Brichi so fast!' With this thought in mind, Pajou bound after the insect.
Payacha struggled as this thing held her up. "What have we got here?" The thing asked. "Female Sacather, purple fur, black gem stone. Should be a kit around here somewhere." The thing, much larger than Payacha, was actually rather short, but round and low built. Its companion was taller and thinner, but still strong.
"If the kit is not here, than let's take this one and go. I want to go home, I never wanted this job in the first place. It is to hostile out here."
The round one laughed, "You think this is hostile? You should see this place whenever He goes on a rampage!"
The tall one rolled her eyes. "Well, yeah, obviously it's way worse here when He goes on a rampage. Ya know, I almost feel bad for the girl. Almost."
"Eh, don't give her any pity. Stupid half-breed." The taller one chuckled.
"Indeed."
"Yes, yes. Now let's find that kit. He wants the kit for something."
"Hmm. Something? Sounds interesting, wonder what for."
"None of our business if we enjoy living. Now lets finish with this one and find the kit, before He kills us for taking to long."
"Fine, fine. You are no fun, ya know that?"
"I like living, unlike you, apparently."
"What's living if you can't have a little fun?"
"Safe, for one."
"Most fun things in life aren't safe." The short one rolled his eyes.
"Well maybe He'll give us a break after this job. Let's get done with this one and find the kit, all right?"
"If it means a break from these stupid jobs, why not?"
Never knew you could be agreeable," the short one said, patting her shoulder and starting to walk back to where they came from. "Come on, Blackfire."
Moga: Yup. Let's just think about that, shall we?