Muttonhawk

The Depths of Deception

Shiva leaned her arms against the table and held her hands together as she listened on with interest. So, a hostage situation followed by a sweep and clear of a space station? Seemed manageable with everyone they had, not that Shiva had an extra input, or even interest in leading the team into it. ROE was predictable. The weaponry of their enemies would probably just be something they would have to work around, the same with the hostages. What made Shiva stop to think was the fact that no demands were made. She doubted that no one else had thought about this, whether they were on the squad, or these present officials, but what would this group want?

Shiva thought that maybe they just wanted to loot the place, that these guys were affiliated with some organised crime outfit. Perhaps they wanted information, some kind of corporate espionage, or to install some kind of malware. What do a sect of rebels truly want from a mining station? Perhaps things just went wrong and now they were trapped, but they hadn't made demands for a passage of escape. Whatever they are there for, they must be still doing it. Shiva decided to discuss this with the others later. For now, she stood up, saluted, and strode out back towards the apartments. She had some preparation to do, but anyone who knew masulu expressions would have seen the puzzlement painted over her face.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Curious. I didn't think that would happen." Fendros honestly didn't know what to think about this. He supposed it was interesting to see a trait normally found almost exclusively in Dunmer in Rhazii, but at the same time, he might get some strange stares from others. It was no real matter, though. Being a werewolf meant that he wouldn't have to deal with strangers on a daily basis. At least it didn't appear as if anything was outwardly wrong with his eye's health. If anything, Fendros felt a bit more of a connection with the child now. He had thought that if Rhazii would inherit any of his own traits, that they would manifest later.

With a pause for thought, Fendros looked down at Rhazii for a moment and wondered if he should risk disturbing its current peace by holding him. The desire to do so seemed to rise since he saw his eyes. He looked to Ahnasha with a small smile and gestured to take Rhazii, "May I? For a moment?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"A Cathay then." Fendros concurred with a nod, looking out to the moons as well. To think that a child's physicality would depend on the phase of the moons was still foreign to him, but less foreign than usual now that he was used to transforming when they were full. Thinking on how Rhazii would grow, Fendros wondered about the possibility of him being a handful in his late childhood and adolescence. He was likely to surpass his parents in strength earlier than usual. He surmised that they would just have to raise him to be gentle if they could. This and other things began to whir in Fendros' mind all until he decided to take a deep breath and just relax for a bit. Think about everything at once right now was not useful. Relaxing was something he definitely should have been pursuing more while they had the time today. After last night, he was near falling asleep with Ahnasha leaning up against him.

Fendros looked down and noticed that Rhazii had opened his eyes just a little in Ahnasha's arms. He was looking back up at them both. It was then that Fendros noticed something that made him squint. He spoke quietly in a rather concerned voice, "Ahna, is that blood in his...wait..." Fendros looked slightly closer and confirmed what he was seeing. It was too bright to be blood. Those were Rhazii's irises. "Can Khajiit have red eyes?" Fendros asked curiously, now a little less concerned than curious. They were still Khajiit eyes, just a particular red.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros couldn't help but smile down at Rhazii. "He's so...small," Fendros ran a finger down the back of Rhazii's head. "His fur is like yours. I daresay he'll be inheriting more of your features than mine," Fendros said, before chuckling through a grin quietly enough not to disturb the sleeping child. "You know, I can't believe it. I know it's been the reality for all these months now, but I still can't believe I'm a father. It's like I woke up on a different plane this morning." Fendros put an arm around Ahnasha's back and held her tightly, "How are you feeling after a rest?"

"Very well," Janius responded, satisfied with Meesei's answer. Even though there was a war going on, or about to happen, they could only hope Hircine didn't have too much in store for them before they could at least feel stable again. Rhazii's arrival was a wonderful occurrence, but they still needed to learn more about children before they could truly say that they would be safe with him. Janius resumed his breakfast wondering what he might have to learn or do to help.

The Depths of Deception

Any post from myself will basically be Shiva twiddling her thumbs for half a paragraph. Did anyone else have any questions, or should we hear the answers to the ones already stacked up?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Thoroughly exhausted by the labour, most of the pack was somewhat glad to sleep for the last fraction of the night. Even though Fendros too was sleepy, he stayed up to watch over Rhazii while Ahnasha rested and spent the time sewing up a sling to carry him. Ahnasha would probably still be too weak to travel for at least the next day, or at least he thought, but a lot of other thoughts ran through his mind about the future. He was ready and willing to be a father at this point, but previous worries came back anew. Rhazii would be carried through a daedric war, possibly hunters, all sorts of dangers. Recalling such things brought his memories back several months into the past, and it was then that he realised just how much he had changed. He remembered when he was more bitter about being a werewolf. He wanted to cure himself at some point, but now he had almost forgotten. He wanted to talk to Hircine about whatever his grand plan was that required Fendros in his ranks. That was pushed to the side as well. His mind flashed back to his old family, at least he still barely remembered their faces. They probably wouldn't recognise him by now, even in such a relatively short time. Whatever the future had in store for Fendros, he knew that it wouldn't be like anything before.

It wasn't even two hours before the blue light of the morning sun started to outline the area around the camp, eventually turning orange and getting brighter. Fendros didn't wake Ahnasha, but awoke the others to check if they still wanted to get up with the sunrise. While they got breakfast, there was a sort of uncertainty that hung over the pack for a short while. They were all too tired to put it into words until Janius managed it. "So, what happens now? We stock up at Stormhold, but what then?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

After spending a short time wiping most of the fluids from the child's fur, Fendros was able to wrap it loosely in another clean blanket. He had dealt with the umbilical cord, as he knew at least that much about birth that Meesei may not have. When Ahnasha asked to hold the baby, Fendros looked up at her with a smile and obliged, carefully passing him into her arms again. As if finding his mother's heartbeat familiar, the child began to quieten while up against Ahnasha.

"You did well, Ahna," Fendros said quietly, putting an arm around her and kissing the side of her sweat-drenched head. He looked down at the child again and started to recollect. "It was...Rhazii, right? If it was a boy?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I had a quick look at Khajiit eyes in Skyrim. Turns out they can blues and greens as well, but not red, normally.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As far as I remember they only get yellow eyes, like lions. Possibly blue eyes as cubs. I was thinking the red eyes could be a Dunmer mark on him.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

So, what did we want this kid to look like? I thought it might be cool to have red eyes, but I don't much mind.