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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 8:20:44 GMT -5
Mozer blinked slightly at the strange voice, a small shudder dancing briefly along at his withers though he still gave her a small, closed mouth smile. Blue eyes shifted briefly to Casimir who spoke up in Mozer's defense. "He is a friend of mine." And let Jaradka make wotever inferences she wanted from that.
"Where were you?" Astafy demanded of Mozer in an almost shrill voice, a true sign of just how unsettled the tsume was making her. She really wasn't a fighter at all, though Mozer knew she knew at least a little self-defense. All gryvern knew automatically how to fight, but natural instinct couldn't save them from tried and true fighters and hunters. Mozer, for his part, was more concerned with the interesting tension emanating from the strange creature watching him. Nevertheless, he answered with a half-attention response, "Just here and there, Astafy. Don't worry."
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 8:36:01 GMT -5
Jaradka shifted her wings again, she was beginning to feel restless after staying in relatively one spot for so long, so she began to walk.... In a circle around the group, it was exactly what you'd expect a wolf or something to do to a creature it didn't think could get away nearly fast enough and was just waiting for it to make a wrong move to make it's job easier. "Does Sky snake prey, prey have name to share? Hunter, Jaradka is your friend." she said whilst still circling the group.
Then her attention drifted back and forth between the trio, she was right about them going in groups... But she thought the group would have been bigger or something as it was, there were hardly enough to be considered a pack or anything... Hmm... Perhaps they held magic? even weak prey can be strong with magic... But after looking at Astafy again she decided that was unlikely. Hmm... It seemed like Sky snake and Obnoxious one acted more like mates than the other, perhaps neither were her mate and she simply try and hide behind nearest thing, and they are both in same pack? That makes sense, and is not confusing so she decided that was how it must be.
"Does Prey, prey have name aswell? I have shared Jaradkas name, but do not require an equal return." she asked with her crimson eyes focusing on astafy again, as she continued to circle the group...
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 8:44:20 GMT -5
"Didn't Sera say something about a aquarian creature that circles its prey?" Mozer noted with an amused air.
"A shark?!" Astafy squealed staring at Jaradka with renewed horror.
Casimir sent Mozer a flat look, but the other male simply sent him a brief grin. "Hallo, Jaradka," the Dark male said easily. "My name is Mozer; it's nice to meet you. This," he gestured towards Astafy, who was now making certain to keep her forequarters aimed at the large tsume at all times, meaning, in layman's terms, that she was twisting about in a small circle so she could alwys be facing Jaradka. "Is Astafy. She's not in a fighting Caste and tends to be a little antsy. Thank you for your patience."
"You're not in a fighting Caste either," Astafy snapped; the constant circling was beginning to make her dizzy. She couldn't see wot Mozer found so amusing about this situation. At any moment that giant monster was going to pounce and devour one of them, probably her! She was, after all, the prettiest and that, of course, had to translate into terms of deliciousness.
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 8:57:09 GMT -5
Jaradka grinned, with the amount of sharp, point, efficient looking teeth that showed in the process most would think it was terrifying but somehow... it seemed re-assuring, and jaradka almost seemed to laugh at the exclamation of 'a shark', She had after all studied many forms of hunters to find out exactly why they did those funny dance like moves or circled or whatever... A shark was not something she thought of her self as...
"You are welcome to my patience." She says with her grin receeding back to her normal, sinister smile... She didn't seem to really get what he meant by thanking her for being patient, she simply did not think on the same level as far as that went. "Many hunters circle their prey, wolves, human prey, tsumes... Jaradka does so to keep alert..." she said all the while keeping her eyes mainly on astafy and the newcomer, then after a moment she looked back at Casimir and inquired rather interestdly "You prey are not injured? And have no casts." she pointed out....... Since well, she knew what one type of cast was, It was used to heal broken prey, she had never had to use one but had seen many humans with them before.
She stopped her circling near Casimir...
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 9:09:18 GMT -5
Mozer noted Jaradka's ease with Casimir and sent him a swift look. The Warriour's ears flicked uneasily at the command he read there, before bowing his head slightly in acquiesce. "Not injury cast," he explained in his slightly hoarse voice. "Caste, spelt c-a-s-t-e, it is. . . " he hesitated, glancing towards Mozer for help in explaining despite his leader's obvious desire for him to do the talking to Jaradka.
"It's a division of society," Mozer explained cheerily though he had the faint thought that she either wouldn't understand or wouldn't care. "When a noctyier gets old enough, he or she will begin training in a Caste of their choice. It's something of a job for us and is generally kept for the entirety of one's life. However long that might be. How is your society divided?"
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 9:29:03 GMT -5
Jaradka looked from Casimir to Mozer as each took their turn talking, it was confusing but not in such a bad way, they were acting normal but the words were strange... It was a caste... like groups? that was it... she thought that they must really like complicating things because in her mind there needed to be only three groups, hunters, prey, and friends. although she wasn't sure if friends should be a group because a hunter or prey could be her friend... She liked that both of them talked to her! and tried to make her less confused even if they didn't succeed all the way...
"Jaradkas society is hunters and prey... Tsumes society... Tsumes not have large groups... Tsumes no have strange castesess-s." she didn't seem to know how many S's to add so just to make sure the correct amount was there added some, but she did appear to understand but caring on the other hand... She seemed interested in to the extent that it was something that they were telling Her.
She didn't sit down just yet, but instead moved directly next to Casimir before resting again, she liked how he said that string of funny words, she didn't know what they meant but understood what he was trying to say... It was a similar word but different in meaning... Some day maybe she could learn how to read, but no there was nothing to chase in books....... She let her head droop down slightly, and rubbed her head against the side of his neck in a rather affectionate gesture.
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 9:39:44 GMT -5
Casimir stiffened slightly, unused to much physical contact. Well, other than Mozer's random buffets of 'friendly proportions.' After a moment, however, he relaxes back into his easy readiness.
Astafy gave a dismayed gasp and seemed on the verge of leaping at the larger creature, fighter or not. Mozer shifted swiftly before her, however, halting the move before it even began.
"So you're a tsume," Mozer mused aloud, waiting just long enough to be sure the Light had given up the thought before shifting his weight away from her again and standing easily. "Sera mentioned she had a few living at Encargo del Tiempo." The foreign language rolled from his tongue.
Casimir glanced at Mozer in surprise, but the Dark was a Scholar, very likely to become a Historian, one of the few transiable Castes, and it wasn't that unusual for Mozer to know near random tidbits. Purple eyes flicked back towards the tsume in an unusual show of vague unease. He wasn't certain how to deal with the nearness of the larger creature. He didn't anticipate any harm from her, but he was still a bit uncomfortable. Normally he was given a wide berth indeed.
"Do you know any of the Tsume living at Timekeeper?" Mozer had continued despite Casimir's internal rumblings.
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 9:55:22 GMT -5
Jaradka continued to gently rub her head against his side in a friendly manner, "Such soft prey, casimir." she said in her smooth and eery voice (not that she had any other one), deciding not to lick him until he felt more comfortable with her presence. He was good pray and did not run away. It was not very often that she rathered someone not run away, but this was one such time.
"enchra del...? Jaradka knows no prey that spoke of timekeeper place." she says without removing herself from Casimirs presence, instead just seeming to listen to his heart beat while she spoke, it seemed steady but maybe a little faster than it had been going just moments ago... She didn't really wonder why, she hoped the good prey liked her though. It was good prey.
Her mannerisms most likely made it obvious that she was not really that used to social interaction and didn't really get the idea that she was invading Casimirs personal space, atleast she didn't think she was doing it in a bad way... She thought it was fine since she liked it when things petted or rubbed her, so it was a nice thing.
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 10:08:13 GMT -5
Astafy seemed affronted at Jaradka's assessment of Casimir, but he wasn't her and didn't seem to mind the affections of the larger creature, well, other than his normal stiffness in the presence of anyone other than Mozer. She never could understand how the two became friends. She sniffed haughtily, settling back to watch the group with an almost disdainful air. She just didn't understand them anymore. They'd been such great friends as swie; wot had happened?
"So other tsume are prey as well?" Mozer queried curiously, cheerfully neutral about the prospect. If Jaradka had known his Caste it might have been noted that this was likely simply an aspect of his training; to gather wotever information he could from whomever he could gather it from. "Who isn't prey?"
Casimir made no move towards or away from Jaradka's continued affections. He was growing accustomed to it, relaxing a hair further nearly despite himself. Even with this, however, he was still ready to move if the need arose, either from Jaradka or an outside source.
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 18:55:31 GMT -5
Jaradka nuzzled him again, she liked the soft short fur, it was warm and attached to him... Which is mainly why she liked it. He was prey, good prey. Mozer was nice prey too, but not as good as casimir. She did not notice any sort of bad feelings or vibes from astafy, jaradka simply did not notice such things and worked entirely off whatever inner thoughts she had when it came to interacting with things, only allowing rather direct, or obvious hints to change the way she acted towards things.
"All is prey, prey that is not hunter." she said softly, as she moved her head up slightly higher and rubbed her head against the spot behind his horns, Again it was something she very much liked, it was hard to reach places such as that on ones own and it always got itchy... He hadn't returned the gestures but that was ok, it was still nice, good prey.
She did wonder why she kept getting asked these strange questions, but was happy to answer them so long as they were not confusing, and she didn't mind repeating herself. After all, a friend would not just leave questions un answered even if they had been asked before, And the strange gryvern prey would answer her questions too... Not that she had any questions to ask the trio, well... Two maybe... The first would be something along the lines of whether they wanted to run, and the second would be if they tasted good.
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 19:16:55 GMT -5
"Interesting," Mozer said with a slight tilt of his head and Casimir wasn't certain if he meant Jaradka's explanation or the fact that she was petting his head with hers. Things were back into the vaguely uncomfortable range. Mozer watched the disparate and not-so-disparate pair for a moment before giving a low laugh and continuing on with his questions. "Wot qualities does one need to be considered a hunter?" he asked the tsume lightly.
Astafy was busy pretending none of them existed. If they wanted to ignore her, she could ignore them. However, like most of her moods, this one was rather short-lived as she got caught up in watching the sunlight dancing down between the trees. It made a beautiful dappling pattern along the tall grass surrounding them and she was delighted by it.
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 19:31:09 GMT -5
She continued on with her nuzzling/petting of Casimir, there was actually a very good reason why she did not use her arms, that reason was that she was never really that good at touching things delicately and often would leave scratches or cuts if she tried to pet things that way... Also she had more feeling on her face than on her hands... Well, claws...
"Jaradka hunter, prey fight jaradka, win, draw, prey hunter. Prey die, lose, prey, prey." she explains slowly as she continued to massage Casimir with her snout... She was ignoring Astafy, but not on purpose it was just that her attention was immediatly drawn to those that well, payed attention to her, or were doing something other than pouting.
It was amazing that she hadn't simply asked Casimir if he had a mate and then uh, jumped him since she was very far from subtle when it came to feelings, believing that actions spoke much louder than words, and were easier to understand... Atleast for her, and that was the only thing she could ever be certain of, and was happy with it even if it meant people sometimes laughed at her, it was good to laugh.
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 19:42:04 GMT -5
While Casimir didn't realize Jaradka's reasons behind the head rubbings, he would have appreciated the logic of it and the lack of cuts and gashes. Thusfar he'd managed to get Healed soon enough to avoid any serious scars and he'd rather like to keep it that way, though he doubted a scar of any sort would really change how he was viewed. He liked to keep things simple, and he did understand that others already avoided him very steadily. A large scar, from wot he had observed, would just add to the likelihood of avoidance.
Mozer watched the tsume with amusement, wondering if all tsume were like this. If so, he'd need to make a trip to Engardo del Tiempo just to meet them. And perhaps to see if they all had the same fascination with Casimir that this one obviously did. He was pleased, however. Casimir needed all of the inter-species interaction he could get; he was still too stiff and took him, and the world, a bit too seriously. "We are nothing until we can laugh at our own follies," he muttered thoughtfully under his breath. "So," he continued louder for the entirety of the group. "That's how you categorize prey and hunter. Do you have any other friends? How do you know when you've met a friend and not a prey. Well, a prey for food?"
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Post by Thalron on Jan 12, 2006 19:58:30 GMT -5
Jaradka continued to nuzzle him for alittle bit, she felt that he was still very tense from her contact and she didn't really know why... But she knew that the easiest to way to relax was for those around you to be in a similar state so she decided that he still needed to get more used to her... So she relaxed herself and just let her head rest against his...
"Jaradka has many friends..." she paused at the part where he asked how she could tell between food prey and friend prey, because well, both of them are the same thing just one is not to be eaten but still food... Maybe he wished to know how to know which would not be friend prey? "Friend prey talk. Food prey not talk, not understand." she said with her smooth and eery voice, which was probably a bit worse for Casimir since he could hear the vibrations of her speaking directly through her.
All this stillness was making her tired, calm and tired, she wasn't hungry right now so she didn't need to hunt. Maybe she could get them to come with her when she hunts later, prey not hunt well but she liked friend prey and it would be good for group hunting practice... Astafy could be used as bait if neccesary, she was noisy enough.
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Post by sera on Jan 12, 2006 20:13:28 GMT -5
Casimir blinked uneasily as his skull seemed to be used as a tuning fork for Jaradka's voice. He wanted to shake his head to rid it of the strange sensation, but didn't want to bump the green muzzle against his horns. So he simply stood rigid until it passed. Of course, if Mozer kept asking her questions it would start up again. The gryvern wasn't entirely certain wot he was going to do about that. Maybe he could get used to it. . .
"Well, I'm pleased you don't eat sentient creatures," Mozer said with an easy grin.
"She was going to eat me," Astafy inserted sharply.
Mozer turned to grin at the Light, trying his hardest not to laugh at the rather sensitive female. Green eyes narrowed as she realized he was making fun of her. It took a moment, but her ears flattened in an angry gesture when she realized wot he was laughing at. "You. . . I didn't mean. . . . oh, forget it! You're such a swies, Mozer! I don't know why I bother to be your friend anymore!"
"Easy now, Astafy," Mozer returned affably. "You know I'm just teasing you." He then turned his attention back to the tsume and gryvern standing so close together. "So, Jaradka, do you have any questions for us?"
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