Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros glanced at Ahnasha while he sniffed at the air some more. He almost took up the challenge on testing his strength against hers, or rather his beast spirit seemed to, but all it took was the memory of Meesei forbidding any sparring with Ahnasha for the beast spirit to rescind its intentions. With all the activity this afternoon, Fendros wondered whether the child would be in similar danger if they sparred in their beast form, but he didn't want to tempt fate. Still, the notion of who would win was an amusing one.

"I have not tested the strength to its limits." Fendros said, "But now that you say so..." Fendros looked at Ahnasha, then lowered himself, getting ready to run "... I can smell a Kagouti. South-East. The last one we found, we shot dead. Let's hunt it."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Cool, that's another post or two I think.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Sorry about the slight delay. Needed to do some cleaning.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros was content to stand for a moment while Ahnasha laid herself down for them moment. There was a hint of something in the air that had caught his attention, and he was sniffing at it further to try and work out what it was. Before he could fully work it out, there was something he felt on his tail. Like the bite, it was unexpected. Had he caught some mud on the end of it? He craned his neck around again, stepping on the spot to slightly turn as if it would help him to reach his tail. He couldn't see anything on his tail, perhaps it was on the underside. He took a couple of attempts to grab his tail again, it seemed to evade his grasp as if it had a mind of its own. He didn't quite spin in circles, but he almost did. It didn't help that the tail was relatively short in comparison to his body. He thought that if his tail had the proportions of a Khajiit's like Ahnasha's human form it would be easier to get a hold of. She seemed to be able to move her tail around gracefully and with complete control, unlike his. Perhaps it was a feline feature of the Khajiit that allowed such a thing. When he finally got a hold of his tail and twisted the tip over to the point where he could still see the underside without it hurting, he found nothing.

When Fendros let go of his tail and looked at Ahnasha, she didn't quite give away her mischief in her expression. Fendros was still bad at reading wolf faces' more subtle expressions. "Do tails often get things caught in them?" He asked obliviously, turning away from her again to face the direction of the smell he was trying to discern before.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros got up as well. He looked at the stalk as Ahnasha was and was surprised how deep their claws had cut. He knew of his beast form's power, but it was always humbling to see it up close. He looked at her while she talked. Werewolf speech was generally deep and clumsier than regular speech under any circumstances, but Ahnasha seemed more practiced in it than Fendros was.

At her final comment, Fendros craned his head around his shoulder to have another look at his tail. He reached back to grab at it and experienced its alien sense of touch agian. Between breaths, Fendros attempted to speak, "It's bizarre." His talking was at least understandable, but pronouncing zeds was difficult in his mouth. "The senses are amazing," Fendros said slowly while forming the words in his mouth, looking to Ahnasha again, "The tail... is strange. Very strange."

As they both caught their breath, Fendros realised just how much control he had right then and there. It was as if his beast spirit was just quietly watching on, letting him think for himself for the most part. The fact that he was able to articulate that many words without problems was testament to it. Funnily enough, he even felt safe. He had been feeling safe since shortly after they transformed. Fendros stood up close to Ahnasha, brushing shoulders. He brushed the side of his snout against her neck and licked at the side of her face. Fendros realised that his beast spirit was still being playful and tried to heel it for a moment. It complied, but Fendros could feel a slight disappointment. A change from the vicious protest it normally displayed. "I think my beast spirit likes you," Fendros said, trying his best to pronounce the words through his wolfish face.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As much as Fendros would have liked to hold on, his best efforts only meant more marks on the mushroom tree as he was dragged down. Even though there was a moment where he was winded and coughing a little after he landed, internally he was laughing at his own mistake and the thrill of the chase. Ahnasha didn't waste any time in pinning him down. Fendros closed his eyes to avoid getting her saliva in them, but opened them when there was a pause. There was a cold nudge on his nose as Ahnasha locked him in her eyes.

The look was only broken when she licked his nose, causing him to snort and contort his face for a moment. Fendros was a little confused in his mind as to what was going on. His head reared and his eyes closed, then his head shuddered suddenly while he whistled a surging breath out of his nose. Blinking a couple of times, Fendros pondered his first werewolf sneeze.

The moment didn't last long as his eyes found Ahnasha again. Perhaps he could get her back for that. Fendros didn't wrestle her around like before, but instead tried to poke his head up and lick her on the tip of the nose as many times as he could. From his position, that was quickly easier said than done.

Final Fantasy: Awakened Souls

Sara sighed, this guy had about as much idea of where they were as she did. Still, at least he wasn't going crazy. The noise levels in this place were increasing as people were waking up. Some people were shouting across the room at each other, but otherwise, there was only murmuring underneath the occasional crying child.

"Mass panic?" Sara said rhetorically, before looking around the room once more, "We'll only get mass panic if that crystal up there turns out to be as scary as it looks. Right now though, it's just a crystal." Sara said, looking up at the prominent centre of the room. With one arm, she tugged on the chains, testing their strength, no budging. "These shackles'll keep people from causing too much harm anyway." Sara's tone was really more thinking out loud, perhaps a bit too clinical for the situation.

Sara raised her eyes from the chains to the man again, he was distracted comforting a little girl that had woken up near them. "Sara," Sara extended her hand to the man, "You want to stop mass panic? Sit down and let's chat until this place is familiar." Sara smiled at the girl that was holding onto the man and took on a friendlier tone, leaning down with her hands on her knees to see her face better, "Hello there, little one. I'm Sara, what's your name?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The next round of chasing became tighter far more quickly. As much as Fendros tried, Ahnasha had an advantage in this terrain. Fendros couldn't spare a moment to look behind, but hearing Ahnasha's running gait behind him drove him forward. The bite at his tail came as a surprise though, one that ran up his entire spinal column. He kept forgetting that he had a tail in this form. After recovering from the jolt while he ran, Fendros tried to glance behind himself and saw that Ahnasha was closer than he had thought.

Feeling his limbs reaching their limit in terms of speed, Fendros opted to try something a little unexpected. He looked forward and steered his course towards the trunk of a mushroom tree, then just at the right moment, he jumped at the right of the trunk's centre. Fendros then brought up his arms and legs and grabbed onto the trunk, spinning to a stop while scratching through the trunk's outer layer. He held onto the tree and began to try and jump up its length. His plan faltered when he was reminded that there were no branches on these trees and the cap would stop him ascending. Still, it might have thrown Ahnasha off for a moment.

Wait, Ahnasha is better at climbing than I am. Fendros remembered. In that instant there was a wide eyed moment for Fendros. He didn't dare look down.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Unfortunately, I must be off. I'm having a movie night with some friends. G'night!

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Less out of dominance and more out of playfulness, Fendros growled in return and tried to squirm his head to nip at Ahnasha's hand and to get around her licking face. Opening his mouth and showing his teeth, he brought his arms up and tried to lift her to one side, succeeding to a point before allowing her to fight back. He growled and struggled happily with her to see who would be the winner of their little game. With another push, he rolled Ahnasha and himself until he was on top of her and started to lick at her in return. Not wanting the game to end Fendros allowed himself to roll back.

There was a childish enjoyment that ran through Fendros' mind as they had something of a playfight. Is was the kind of feeling like an infectious laughter, late at night; not stopping, but so mirthful that he didn't really want it to stop, even if the cause for it was so simple. It was this simple enjoyment that made him forget all his worries at that moment. He forgot about how dangerous his beast spirit was, the words that Mephala had said, the raid they were going on, everything was just... fun.

After a bit more a struggle and rolling about, Fendros leaped free of Ahnasha and perked his ears, looking at her. He let out a short growl before bolting off himself. You're it, Fendros thought.