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Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Only the second?" Julan laughed. "City life must actually be pretty boring. There are all kinds of exciting things that happen around here. We ate a dragon not all that long ago. Aunt Sabine killed it. They had the skeleton on display in the main hall for a while, but they took away most of the bones after a week or two. Not sure what they did with them. Now it's just the skull displayed there, though you might not have noticed it. It's kind of high up, above the door when you go in." He commented as he walked up to the burning cluster of mushrooms. Julan himself would dry off rather quickly regardless, but everything he was wearing could benefit from the fire. He undressed and laid out his clothes, pouches, and scabbard carefully a safe distance from the fire, then sat down himself.

"But you know, I'm sure you could enjoy it here if you just let yourself enjoy it, Narsi. You don't have to pick fights and yell at everyone you meet. Things are different here. This is the kind of place where lycans are meant to be. I mean, just think back to where you're from. I'm sure you couldn't tell anyone about what you are back in Cheydinhal. You couldn't talk about being a werewolf, and no one there would've understood what it was like, even if you did. And you couldn't hunt with other lycans, except your mother I guess. Now, it's no secret. Now you can talk about it as much as you want, or even just transform whenever you feel like it. Surely that has to be better than having to worry about staying hidden all the time? I hate having to think about everything I say or do when we visit cities."

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Perhaps to Llarasa's relief, Ahnasha was perfectly pleasant towards both her and Calia. Although, if she suspected that there was something wrong between Ahnasha and Fendros, that would not be settled until he arrived as well. Regardless, Ahnasha hugged Calia as she answered. "Oh, I am quite alright. I just finished saying my goodbyes to my family. They have more business to tend to in the city, so I decided to talk to them early, before they got too busy. Meesei is going to be arriving around noon to take us back, unless something delays her. I hope you don't mind if I join you for breakfast." Soon after, Ahnasha moved to offer Llarasa a hug as well.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hey, the water's not that cold." Julan replied, though his waterproof scales may have been altering his perceptions. "And I thought he would be able to get over it. I've seen him jump that stream before, though...I guess there was no one riding him then." He added with a light shrug.

Regardless, Julan stopped them in place, which would give Rhazii another chance to close the distance. He looked around for a few seconds until his eyes settled onto a cluster of glowing mushrooms, which caused a grin to come across his face. "Well, if it's bothering you so much, then maybe you can just dry off by the fire."

Julan's suggestion came with the obvious problem of there not actually being a fire anywhere around them, but he was quick to offer a solution to that issue. He pulled on the reins such that it applied pressure to a certain spot under Leaps' chin, while also pointing his wooden staff straight at the tallest glowing mushroom tree in the cluster in front of them. By Julan's command, Leaps charged himself with lightning that danced all around them, and only avoided electrocuting them by virtue of the saddle they were on. The lightning collected particularly in his mouth, then shot out as a spectacular stream of electricity straight at the mushroom tree. The heat alone from the fully-charged blast was enough to burn straight through the glowing mushroom tree and light it ablaze. After only a few seconds, it collapsed down to the ground and ignited more of the mushrooms around it. The fire was already burning out of control and would certainly consume the entire cluster, but with a stream on one side and rock on the other, there was nowhere else for the fire to spread to once its fuel was depleted.

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Much like Monderyn, Ahnasha's attitude did not suggest that much of anything was wrong. Though, regardless of how much anger she may or may not harbor from the previous night, she would not have taken it out on Fendros' mother or siblings. She smiled at him and gave a slow nod. "Yes, thank you. I have not actually eaten yet."

Ahnasha followed Monderyn's direction and headed inside. If she did see Fendros, then neither her appearance nor behavior would give him much to go on as to how she was actually feeling, apart from the fact that she would not be too enthusiastic in greeting him.

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At first, the ride on Leaps was rather tame, if only for the fact that they were still in the city. All of the people moving between the buildings meant there was not much open space, so they went along at a fairly leisurely trot towards the front gate that allowed Rhazii to easily keep up alongside. Leaps walked somewhat awkwardly while on the staircase, especially since they were heading downwards, but it was nothing that made it too difficult for the two of them to stay on his back. That was only challenged once they were finally out of the city.

Almost as soon as he was able, Julan took Leaps' reigns and set him out in a sprint straight away from the city. While not as fast as a horse, he still managed to be an even rougher ride. The way a wamasu moved, especially when running, meant his body moved more, vertically and horizontally, as well as being less predictable than a horse. Still, the saddle itself helped them to stay on his back, and it was not as if Leaps was trying to throw them off.

Unless he wanted to transform, Rhazii would not be able to keep up outright, though Julan did not take them in a straight line. He kept directing Leaps to make tight turns, dash between clusters of mushroom trees, climb rocks and hills, and anything else he could think of to make it more exciting, so there were some opportunities for Rhazii to close the distance. Eventually, Julan had Leaps running as fast as he could go, then tried to get him to jump clear over a section of one of the rivers that flowed through the cavern. Leaps was perfectly willing to make the jump, though Julan may have overestimated the kind of distance that Leaps was capable of. While the wamasu did make it about three quarters of the way over the river, he did still end up splashing down straight into it regardless. Both Julan and Narsi ended up entirely underwater for a second or two, but as wamasu were quite strong swimmers, Leaps ended up climbing out of the water on the other side just as quickly.

Julan, naturally, was not phased in the slightest by being completely soaked. He simply glanced back at Narsi behind him, laughing and smiling all the while. "See, isn't Leaps just great? There isn't a more amazing pet in all of Tamriel."

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There was not a word from Ahnasha as Fendros was leaving, and in fact, he would not hear anything from her for the rest of the night. Whether it would be good or bad for them in the long run, Ahnasha wanted to have her time alone for the moment. The silence gave her plenty of opportunity to think, and though she tried to lay down for some sleep shortly afterwards, she was up for hours doing just that.

Although Fendros had told Ahnasha that he would return in the morning, she evidently had something else in mind. It was early in the morning, with the sun only scarcely up over the horizon, when Ahnasha came walking down the path towards the Avarul vineyard. Not only had she left the city early, but she had all of her bags with her, suggesting that she had no intention of going back. Either she had decided not to speak to her parents again at all, or she had already done so without inviting Fendros to join. In any case, she knocked on the door with different greetings in mind, depending on who answered.

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Julan looked to Narsi as if she had said something confusing, or even funny. "Yeah, so?" He replied, even going as far as giving a slight grin. "What, are you afraid of lightning or something?" Julan teased, raising up his hand and passing a few visible sparks between his own fingers.

Stepping outside for a few moments, Julan headed around the back of the stable to retrieve Leaps' saddle, which was large and cumbersome enough that he had to carry it above his head. It looked like no ordinary saddle, as it had been made specially for Leaps, based on his rather unique features. It was meant to be able to carry two people, and provided more assistance with stability than a horse's saddle. It had holes and indentations to accommodate Leaps' specific set of spikes, and although Narsi would have no way of knowing, it carried several enchantments, not the lest of which was magic to insulate the rider from lightning.

Although it was a rather complex process to get Leaps saddled up and ready, both Julan and Rhazii had plenty of practice, and Leaps himself did not put up resistance like he used to. Between the two of them, it did not take too long to get the wamasu ready.

Once finished, Julan headed around the side of the stable once more and grabbed a simple wooden staff. A staff, or spear, was necessary to properly direct Leaps with some of the commands they had taught him. He pointed the staff at Narsi, which immediately brought Leaps' eyes to her along with it. "You sure you don't want to ride with me? I didn't think an Orc like you would get scared of a cute little lizard like Leaps."

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"Hmph, you know, I actually do think you owe me this. I don't feel like letting you anywhere near my parents, but you still were the one to cause this." Ahnasha remarked. "You caused the problem, so you owe me a solution. I do actually want you to think up something. Unless you have no intention of trying to make it right...or even acknowledging that you made a mistake."

This time, Ahnasha turned away from Fendros, towards the door. There were a few long and silent seconds between them before she spoke up, softly. "Meesei isn't going to be back until tomorrow. You remember how I told my parents you were going to go back to your family? Maybe...that's a good idea, for now. Your father is back in the clan, so he won't be able to bother you if you go back to them. Maybe spend the night with them...and let me be alone."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Julan similarly started to rub Leaps in one of the spots behind a spike that he had a hard time reaching with his own claws, something that the wamasu quite obviously enjoyed. Though Julan had to take care not to keep it up for too long, else he might start to inadvertently build up a hefty electric charge.

"This is Leaps-On-Elves. He's a wamasu; we've had him ever since he was a hatchling. I think he's actually older than Rhazii, by a little. Or were you born before they got him? I can't remember. Well, they're both close to the same age, anyways." Julan explained. "I've read all about wamasu. They're from Black Marsh, and even the Argonian tribes say they're dangerous. I mean, I guess they are, but we raised him from an egg. And Aunt Meesei did say she did...something to him to make him less aggressive. Years ago, while he was still a...um, what's that word, a...juva...neil? A child, basically. Apparently they cut something out of him so he wouldn't end up being as aggressive or, um, territorial."

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"You sure don't. And I don't have any ideas." Ahnasha remarked, though after a few seconds of pacing around behind him, she took in a quick breath and continued. "Or, actually, I did have some ideas. Plenty of ideas, actually. All sorts of ideas on what I could tell them that I thought up these last few weeks. Years, really, in all the time that we've been exchanging letters. I came up with plenty of things to tell them, answers I could give to their questions, ways to keep them happy despite me living so far away. But, you took it upon yourself to decide that I shouldn't use any of those ideas."

Suddenly, Ahnasha placed a hand on Fendros's back. If he turned around, he would be able to see a smile on her face, though it was quite obviously fake. Her anger was far from having left her. "Clearly, you feel you know my family best. Obviously, you know what's best for them and me better than I apparently ever could, so why should I bother? My ideas, my desires, are irrelevant, so why don't you just handle it? You can just solve this problem all by yourself; I'm sure it will be easy for you."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Normally, exotic and potentially dangerous creatures were held in the stables outside of the city walls, but Leaps enjoyed a certain privileges, ostensibly based on his physical needs. As a cold-blooded reptile from Black Marsh, Leaps benefited from the warm air in the steam-powered city, compared to the cooler air of the cavern. Meesei had enchanted his saddle to help keep him warm when needed, but the wamasu was not going to tolerate wearing it all the time. He was kept well-fed, so he had never actually done anything beyond frighten some of their other beasts of burden, but nevertheless, the stablemaster had insisted upon some additional precautions. For one, he was kept out of the way of where most of the city's denizens would usually go, in one of the corners up against the city walls just to the east of the gate. As well, the stall he was kept in at night, and when not being tended to by his caretakers, was more like a cage made from salvaged Dwemer metal, rather than flammable wood.

Upon arrival, Julan unlocked the gate, though did not open it entirely at first. Rather, he slipped inside alone, claiming to want to check up on him first to make sure he was awake. It was partially true, but for the most part, he just wanted to make sure he was awake to give Narsi the biggest surprise.

Being that both Julan and Rhazii had been away for weeks, Leaps showed his excitement the moment he saw Julan. Even from the outside, the sounds the wamasu made shuffling around his stall would give some hint as to his size. He was not technically "fully-grown", since a wamasu could grow throughout their lives, but he was an adult. When Julan did finally open the gate, he threw it open all at once.

The wamasu would certainly be a new sight for Narsi. For first impressions, it was hard not to see him as a massive and dangerous predator. He was dark-green scaled, with multiple rows of spikes down his back and sides. Two of the spikes down the center of his head appeared almost like horns, and of course, he had teeth like a Daedroth, if not larger. Two of the teeth on the bottom row were long like tusks, not unlike those of an Orc.

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"You have no idea how hard I have to try to resist the desire to slap you across your face." Ahnasha growled, narrowing her eyes at him. Though, it was only a few seconds before she closed her eyes and sighed. "I don't know why I'm bothering to argue this with you, though. There's no point. I might have to end up telling them everything, no matter what I want, because I'll have no choice. Like I said, I have no idea if they bought my excuses. I could see that doubt in their eyes, regardless of what they actually said to me. I can be pretty convincing...but you told them to their faces that I was lying."

Again, Ahnasha poked her finger into Fendros' chest. "If they don't believe me, it will be because you told them I was lying. If they don't accept the truth when I'm forced to tell it, and everything I've done for years to build a relationship with my family goes to waste, it will be because you told them. For all I know, you could be right. Telling them the truth might work, and it might be the best thing I could do, I don't know. But...it was mychoice to make, Fendros. You betrayed me. You betrayed all the trust I thought I could have for you as my mate, as my husband. Whatever happens now...it's because of the choice you stole from me."

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Julan crossed one arm over the other and tapped a finger to his chin in thought. "Well, I'm feeling sore, and it would be nice to go to the steam pools...but I guess that would be more relaxing than actually fun. Maybe...we could go play with Leaps. It feels like forever since I've seen him. I hope they've been taking care of him alright. We could take him on a ride around out of the city."

Julan gave a quick glance to Narsi. "Unless you have some other idea of fun? I'm not sure what the city dwellers do. Seems like it would be boring in those walls."

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"Because that IS what they want me to be! And I'm sick of you not understanding that!" Ahnasha shouted back at Fendros. "They couldn't handle the risk of me just hunting without nearly worrying themselves to death. Why do you think I had to run away? My parents are good people, they're incredibly stubborn in their own ways. And as for their faith...they won't bend their faith, even for me."

Ahnasha's voice became softer, but even more severe. "And need I remind you that my mother nearly killed herself when she thought I had died? What do you think is going to happen if she believes my souls is going to be damned to Oblivion for eternity? What do you think she is going to do? Are you really so confident that she will be able to handle it any better? Are you prepared to have her blood on your hands?"

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"You really need to learn how things work in the clan." Julan remarked, crossing his arms, though he soon gave a shrug. "But I guess you did just get here not long ago, so...I guess it makes sense that you don't. Maybe you do just need time."

For the first time since the duel started, Julan finally turned his attention back to Rhazii. "But we've been training for long enough already. And I just got back from Black Marsh, too. I feel like everything has just been all serious for me for weeks. Why don't we do something fun?"

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Ahnasha's ears flattened on her head as her eyes narrowed, and her teeth showed plainly. "Did you not listen to a word I just said? I'm not bothered that you disagree, and if you wanted to argue about it, we could argue about it. It's going to be months still before the portals are complete, and Meesei can always bring us down to Leyawiin in an instant. If you wanted to change my mind, then there was time to argue about it later. So I want to know, Fendros, why you think you had any right to ignore me, ignore my warnings, and force me to tell my family what you wanted me to tell them?"

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Julan lifted his arm up off of Narsi's throat, finally allowing her to breathe freely. "Fighting someone straight up is the only way to not be a coward." He paused a moment, also allowing himself a few seconds to catch his breath. The fight had not gone on too long, but he had exerted himself more than he had expected, though that partially may have been due to his recent transformation.

"How do you not understand this yet? You're acting like you failed or something, even though it's just training. Don't you know how this works? I lose fights all the time, especially to my brother. But that's how it's supposed to be. We fight, we lose, and we get better. That's training. So just...stop acting like a little kid. Stop yelling at everyone, stop acting like you're better than everyone. And stop acting like you don't need our help. Lorag said we're supposed to train you...but if you keep acting like that, I'm just not going to do it. It's just a waste of time if you keep acting like that." Julan said, glaring down at her. However, after a few seconds, his mood seemed to shift, in only slightly, into a thin smile. "But, if you do actually want to start training smart, then you could actually be pretty tough. Then I wouldn't be embarrassed to have you as a sister."

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"I don't care, Fendros!" Ahnasha shouted, though not because she was not listening to him. She heard and understood every word, but her anger went beyond the mere fact that he disagreed with her. "I don't care what will or won't work on them. For Hircine's sake, you might even be right, but I don't care. That's not what this is about."

Ahnasha stepped even closer, bringing her face almost uncomfortably close to his, given her mood. "If you don't agree with me lying to them, that's fine. If you think it would be better to tell the truth and try to convince them like we did your family, then that's fine. If you want to try to convince me, to argue with me to try to see it your way in private, then that's fine. But...the second you started saying the things you did out loud, contradicting the story I was telling right there in front of my parents with no warning...that's when you started making my decision about my family for me." Ahnasha growled, pushing her finger into Fendros' chest. "You did not have that right!"

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Despite all of Narsi's resistance, the fight was now clearly in favor of Julan, and the outcome seemed all but inevitable. However, it had also been far closer than it would have seemed to have any right being. Julan had just about every advantage from the start. He had height, strength, weight, experience, and training all in substantial excess of Narsi, but she put up far more resistance than Julan would have ever expected, even to the point of making him worried at points. She was certainly dedicated, and the potential she showed made Julan realize why Lorag was actually putting in the effort to train her now, of all times. Aside from the fact that she was his daughter.

But, inevitably, all of the dedication in Nirn would not change some fundamental truths about the match-up between the two fighters. Once he had her in his clutches, Julan could throw her around almost as easily as Rhazii had. The smack to Julan's ear sent his head ringing, but it also allowed him to get a grip on Narsi's only free arm. From there, it was easy for him to shove her over onto her back and pin down her arm at its elbow. He did the same to her other arm as he pushed himself up to his knees, then used one knee to hold down the arm he had been laying on so he could free up his arm, which he quickly pushed up against her throat.

Narsi had managed to hurt him. Julan would be sore and bruised after this, but it would have taken a miracle for Narsi to actually defeat him in a hand-to-hand fight at the current point. For the moment, though, Julan had her in a grapple and was in complete control. "It's over! Do you submit now?"

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"I kept the excuse up as best as I could. Maybe. Who knows if they really bought it after what you pulled?" Ahnasha practically growled back at Fendros. Her feet stomped against the wooden floorboards with each step she took as she marched straight up to Fendros. Her volume was not quite enough to be considered shouting, but it looked like she was only barely able to keep herself under control.

Ahnasha stopped just short of shoving Fendros into the wall. "What got into you back there? I did not agree to tell them any more than we already had, and thanks to you, they might not end up believing my story."