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Topic Started: Oct 22 2014, 06:44 PM (373 Views)
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Iyansk whined, fretfully pacing back and forth from doorway to hall and back again. His had refused to leave her room for the past number of days--ever since his large cousins had put their many, many eggs on their large, warm sands. She had not seen the little ones hatch, even though he had asked to go. She had not gone out for food, but had made the food be delivered to her--the other soft things, the ones with no weapons, the ones with gentle touches and special scraps for a friendly wher, were terrified of His favorite friend and her terrible wherry.

As he whined again, Iyandrel threw a small bauble at him from her nightstand, then hunkered deeper into her blankets. He jumped, startled, and then lowered his nose to sniff excitedly at the little thing--only to let out another low whine when it was only a silly metal sculpture of a wherry. Carefully, he picked up the tiny statue in his massive lips, and carried it to rest gently against Iyandrel's hand.

Play? Iyansk and Iyansk's best, play?

"No. Go away, shard you. I don't want to play," the woman grumbled, her voice muffled by the sheer mass of blankets she had tucked around her. Iyansk rather thought she looked like a green on the Sands, all tucked up with her eggs, but his Person had no eggs that he could see.

Iyansk's lay egg? Make little? Want to see, he continued, tail wagging until he whined at her hand coming to shove his large head away. Iyaaaaaaaansk's.

"No."

With another low whine, Iyansk slowly padded from the room, eyes whirling greens and sparking yellows as he wandered down the corridor in an attempt to find someone else that wanted to play with him. Perhaps he would find another friendly wher, and the two of them could wrestle--or maybe one of the young ones would give him a good scratch on his belly again!
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"If this is to end in fire, we will all burn together."
A faint, yet demanding voice broke into a dreaming mind.

Wake.

The word was laced with hunger, and the sensation tantalized the dreamer until he was forced to sit up.

“Caisk?” Caim questioned blearily, palming the sleep from his eyes. He groaned as the hunger emanating from his little wher made his stomach growl. “Sorry, little man. I didn’t mean to fall asleep for so long.”

Caisk, the newly hatched brown wher, simply stared up at his with red, hungry eyes. Determined to be fed now, he continued to bombard his with sensations of starvation. He was completely aware of the fact that his bonded needed rest just like he did, but those needs sat behind his belly’s.

While the pale fleshy thing he had bonded to slipped into some sort of constrictive cloth, Caisk waddled over to the door. He knew where the exit was, he knew the way to the kitchen. He wanted to go now.

Food was just beyond the infernal wooden barrier, and his was taking too long. So, impatiently, Caisk started thudding his head against the door.

“Hey, easy there little man!”

It had worked. His rushed over and picked up Caisk and promptly opened the door. Soon, they were on their way to the kitchen where the delicious blood meal waited.

But, then, as they turned a corner, another barrier materialized in front of them: this one in the form of a pale wher. Quickly, Caisk scrambled up onto Caim’s shoulder. He felt safe up there away from the larger brute.

“Oh, hey there buddy!” Caim greeted the lone wher with enthusiasm. He hadn’t learned it was mostly wise to be cautious around strange whers. With one hand he secured Caisk on his shoulder while offering the other to the pallid wher’s snout for sniffing. “What’s chur name?”

Caisk chuffed, very displeased with this delay.

“Wanna come with us to get food, boy?”
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He was slinking to nowhere in particular, tail giving little half-wags when he heard people talking behind their heavy wooden doors. The people usually gave him scraps and scratches, the people were nice and friendly, the people could talk his precious soft thing into leaving her cave! But the people were busy. The people did not notice him shuffling through the halls, snuffling at their doors. With a whine, he was about to give up his search--only to blink as he was greeted by... a PERSON.

Better! A person with a little.

Oh! Hello, yes! Iyansk, he greeted, letting out a little whuff as the man reached toward him. His tail a-wag, he leaned in to sniff the hand curiously before moving closer still to lap his massive tongue over the outstretched hand--and anywhere else he could reach. Iyansk best. Iyansk's sleep! Sleep, sleep, sleep, and sleep. Not best. He explained all this, babbling like an excited toddler, before turning his bright eyes onto the small brown that was half-perched on the man's shoulder and staring back at him.

Hello, little! Hello! Iyansk best. Dizasta?

It was nothing that made sense, but this was not a surprising fact; excitability had rather impeded his capability for speech. Indeed, at the mention of food, this only caused his speech to further decline.

Food food food! Food best, yes, food! Food the Iyansk?

He then leaned into the man, pressing his bulk against the small soft thing as his mouth dropped into a snaggle-toothed smile. His tail was now wagging so fiercely that his entire body wiggled with the movement.
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"If this is to end in fire, we will all burn together."
Caim was chuckling in good humor as he pulled back his slime-covered arm. “Friendly, aren’t cha?” He wasn’t sure exactly what the wher was trying to tell him. To him sleep was best. Though, Caisk seemed to share Iyansk’s opinion that it was “not best”.

“Oh, this is Caisk,” Caim said after noticing Iyansk’s had shifted to the “little”. Nimbly, he set to work dislodging tiny claws from the cloth on his shoulder. Once he had his wher detached he held him out slightly for Iyansk to sniff. “Say hi, Caisk,” he coaxed, having no faith his wher would actually speak.

The small, deep-chocolate wher kept quiet while his handled him; content brood over this injustice in silence. But then, as he found himself face to face with the other, his red eyes cooled slightly and he murped a quick greeting. Tentatively, he even reached his little two-digit paw out and playfully swatted at the white nostrils of the other.

Still, as intriguing as he found the pale wher, enough was enough. Twisting his neck around he fixed his eyes on Caim’s and let his hunger overwhelm Caim’s senses.

He then lent his voice to Iyansk’s to further sway his. Food now! Food the Caisk first!

“All right, you two!” Caim exclaimed, overcome by the fervency of the two browns. Chuckling again, he pulled his wher close, but before he could take a step the excited Iyansk was pressing into him.
Halp! Caisk grumbled, feeling rather squished between the two bodies.

“Whoa, boy!” Caim staggered back, but wasn’t angry. He laughed, taking it all in stride, and scratched Iyansk under the chin after comforting Caisk with a few soft strokes. “Excitable, aren’t cha? Well, come on, then. To the Kitchens!”

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It didn’t take long to reach the Kitchens. Caim had promptly sat his wher on a vacant bench, asking Iyansk to keep an eye on the little guy, and then had vanished to retrieve food.

Caisk wobbled on the bench, spinning in circles to take his mind off his empty belly. He didn’t look at the other wher. Instead, he seemed lost in his own thoughts.
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At first Kiyashi was quite discouraged that she wasn't given the chance to bond with a wher, but soon her insecure feelings faded and were replaced with another emotion entirely. Dare she say it? Kiya was actually relieved that Pertor had over looked her this time around to bond with a wherling. The fear she held for the beasts was still there. Still underneath the surface causing her to hyperventilate whenever she was in a room with too many to keep an eye on them all.

The hatching she could've dealt with. Those monsters were nothing but small toothless lumps of wrinkled hide. Wherlings didn't cause her any panic, it was when they began to grow and develop their fangs did she found herself scared. One couldn't blame her though. Kiya has spent numerous turns helping those mangled by the very monsters she wished to bond with. Some would consider herself foolish. How could she bond with something she feared? She knew the answer and new the potential a wher could be inside the infirmary. Their sense of smell could detect the beginning of an infection. A tumor before it got too life threatening.

It was that mindset that made her take up the ludicrous idea of this candidacy she was in. Until Pertor found herself worthy of a wher egg she would continue soaking up any knowledge given to her on becoming a healer. As usual her nose was buried inside a hide that was scripted about amputation. The script was fascinating, drawing in her attention the moment she read the first line. The skillfully drawn diagrams of the step by step procedure left focus on the happenings around her well rather bleak. With her brows furrowed over brown hues and her bottom lip sucked between her teeth she read fiercely.

Kiya was making her way towards the kitchen, hoping to get some food while she study some more. The girl shouldn't walk and read it bound to cause her to bump into another or trip over something on the ground. Tonight wouldn't be any different. Why should it? Too engross in her hide she didn't notice the large pale wher until it was too late. She bumped into the wher and tripped over her own legs and down she went. "Oof." Her hide went sprawling ahead of her as she out stretched her arms to catch herself from face planting the ground. "Oh man I am so sorry." She mumbled clearly embarrassed.

Brown hues rolled up to meet the eyes of the human she bumped into, but it wasn't human features she was gazing upon. No the gnarled face, multi facet hues and the snaggle tooth jaws distinctly belong to a wher. She felt a scream bubble up in the back of her throat before she swallowed it. Kiya quickly crawled as she could away from the pale wher, fear causing her body to shake. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me." Her voice came out a little panic. Almost like a shrill. She looked around hoping to see the handler of the pale wher when she caught sight of Caisk. If Caisk was here Caim wouldn't be far. "Caim?" She almost screamed. Sawyl was right she was pathetic.
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Iyansk happily followed the other pair to the kitchens, tail wagging all along the path until he whined at being told to stay by the table. Another person was leaving him all alone! Though--the little was with him. He wasn't all alone! But the little was... spinning. Iyansk tilted his head this way and that as he watched the little brown, brow ridges knotting together with consternation.

What little doing? Why round and round? He asked, the very motion of the little wher having completely absorbed him in utter confusion. So absorbed was he, in fact, that he did not notice the woman entering the room. It was not until she had bumped into him that he realized someone else had joined them--and he let out a surprised, squealing burble at the sudden contact, eyes whirling bright, startled yellow as he whirled around to face the intruder.

He blinked twice when he saw the person on the ground, eyes whirling faster before suddenly shifting once more to bright greens and blues. His tail wagged again when she spoke, and he let out a little bark as his tongue lolled from his mouth.

Hello! Hello, person! Forgive, forgive, forgive meeeee, he replied, mimicking her voice in her mind as he grinned down at her with an unintentionally terrifying smile filled with sharp teeth and snaggled tusks. Sorry sorry. Iyansk!

He then pawed at the person on the ground when she called an unfamiliar word, rump raising into the air as his entire forebody thudded to the ground in front of her. He held his tail high, wings tucked tightly against his body as he looked at her, nearly nose-to-nose.

Play? Play with Iyansk? Chase?
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"If this is to end in fire, we will all burn together."
There was no time to stop and explain. Caisk needed to keep spinning, needed to keep the hunger pangs at bay. So, instead of replying to Iyansk, Caisk simply emphasized his need to distract himself with the act of twirling through projected feelings.

The spinning backfired a bit, however. He did indeed seem less aware of his growling tummy, but at the cost of a very dizzy head. He wobbled, almost toppling off the stool, as he finally flopped over and came to a halt. Blinking, he shook his head and chirped pathetically with distress. But no one was paying him any attention. Some other two-legged had come into the kitchen. The clumsy thing had bumped into the pale one and had fallen onto her bum. The scenario was quite peculiar, and Caisk sent the images to his bonded.

Caim, two large buckets of blood-meal in his arms, was struggling to open a door with his foot when Caisk sent him images of a woman bumping into Iyansk. He smiled, recognizing the female as Kiya. Then, just as he managed to get the door open, her panicked call reached his ears.

It took mere moments for him to cross the distance separating him from Kiya. But, in his haste, some blood sloshed out of the buckets and onto his tunic and the underside of his chin. He looked rather gruesome with the gore splotching him, but he was unaware of this fact. Promptly, he sat the buckets on the table and crouched next to Kiya. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he consoled her, “Hey, it’s okay! See, Iyansk just wants to play with you. He is a super friendly fella, he wouldn’t hurt ya.”

Meanwhile, Caisk was no longer dizzy and he could smell the food. Desperate for nourishment, he stood and reared back on his hind legs, reaching for the table with his fore. His little stubby limbs were just long enough and he was able to pull himself up onto the table where he used his nose to tip over one of the buckets so he had access to the contents within.
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Fear. The emotion just radiated off of her in waves. She stared wide eye at the pale brown wher as her body refused to move any longer. Those tusks that could easily rip her to shreds left her close to hyperventilating in her spot. She needed to get a hold of her emotions. She needed to get her fear into check, but she couldn't. Memories of mangle bodies danced behind her honey brown eyes.

One would think the voice that shrilled inside her mind would calm her. That it's words and playful demeanor would help ease her fear, but it didn't help. Kiyashi was too far gone with her fear to even comprehend the words. The moment the wher pawed at her she shrank down to the ground. Her body shaking as she swallowed the scream that threaten to spill from her lips. Hands instinctively covered the back of her neck and stomach. Her delicate fragile flesh wouldn't hold up to the powerful jaws of a wher. It was a childish notion to feel safe.

Caim came with a gentle touch and soft words. Kiya looked up and tears threaten to fall from her eyes. He was here and he wouldn't let anything happen to her. Kiya shook her head frantically as she placed a shaken hand on his forearm. "I was just startled. I didn't expect to see a wher here along." She glanced at Iyansk and finally took in his demeanor. The way of his tail the slack of his jaw. No muscles bunched up ready to spring into action.

"They still scare me." The words almost came out in a cry. How could she ever expect to be a wherhandler when just the sight of a wher left her frozen with fear? "Should I back out of my candidacy?" She looked from Caim to Iyansk. Uncertainty tainted her posture and eyes.
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