As Onyx led Tarentek through her tribe's nest, she asked him about his lifestyle. "Well, first off I guess I should know what you like to eat. I sincerely doubt that you'd have the same kind of, uhh.. diet, that I have." She hoped she wouldn't freak him out with the phrasing of her question. She assumed that he knew he and his people was seen as prey for certain races, including hers, but what she was worried about was that he might be a plant-eater. It would take her a while to get together a meal for him if he wouldn't eat ANY type of meat, even if he does eat fish.
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Her father grinned and said, "Do you take me for a fool?" Before walking out of the room. Onyx stood in shock for a moment afterwards, wondering about his sanity. Not because of his idea for a reconnaissance mission, but because of his order to take care of Tarentek.
As Tarentek walked over to her again, she accidentally mumbled her thoughts out loud. "You'd think he'd at least assign someone who was actually a medic to take care of you." When she noticed that she had spoken out loud, she quickly added, "I'm still just in training."
With a sigh she walked back out of the den, motioning for Tarentek to follow her. "I think it would be a better idea to walk there now, rather than me carrying you around. You honestly don't look very good, and I know nothing about your race!"
As Tarentek walked over to her again, she accidentally mumbled her thoughts out loud. "You'd think he'd at least assign someone who was actually a medic to take care of you." When she noticed that she had spoken out loud, she quickly added, "I'm still just in training."
With a sigh she walked back out of the den, motioning for Tarentek to follow her. "I think it would be a better idea to walk there now, rather than me carrying you around. You honestly don't look very good, and I know nothing about your race!"
Her father glanced at her out of the corner of his eye before saying, "I would like to see what has become of Amman for myself. From what I had heard of it, despite them being more technologically advanced than most others we have heard of, they also had a strong system of governing for such a large, city, as you call it. I wonder why your leaders did not recognise such a threat to their people sooner."
Her father turned to her and continued. "As it seems that you are responsible for his ability to even give us such a warning," he told her, "you are now responcible for keeping him that way. Onyx, as your father and as the leader of our tribe, I order you to remain with him as a guard and nurse until he is fully healed and well enough to leave. He will stay with you until such a time."
Before Onyx could argue, he turned back to speak to Tarentek again. "I will lead a small reconnaissance team to Amman, and will examine the situation thoroughly. Please, go with Onyx. I will tell you what we find when we return."
Her father turned to her and continued. "As it seems that you are responsible for his ability to even give us such a warning," he told her, "you are now responcible for keeping him that way. Onyx, as your father and as the leader of our tribe, I order you to remain with him as a guard and nurse until he is fully healed and well enough to leave. He will stay with you until such a time."
Before Onyx could argue, he turned back to speak to Tarentek again. "I will lead a small reconnaissance team to Amman, and will examine the situation thoroughly. Please, go with Onyx. I will tell you what we find when we return."
Onyx tried to avoid looking at Tarentek when he revealed his scars to her father, she hoped she would never have to see anything so terrifying and gruesome ever again. She did, however, look at her father's reaction. He seemed to have turned to stone, frozen in place as he saw the brutal scars that criss-crossed Tarentek's side. It took him a moment to recover enough to speak again, and when he did it seemed like he was trying to keep all emotion from his voice. "It doesn't seem like you have any hidden motive for telling me this, but why would someone from Amman try to warn us of this? We've had little to no interest and interaction with your people ever since we first learned of their existence, and they have never shown much interest in us either." Her father motioned for her to come to his side, away from Tarentek. She thought for a moment and followed his command. It would be easier for her to stop a sudden attack from her father to Tarentek if she were closer to him anyway.
Onyx saw the hate in her father's eyes as he looked from Tarentek to her and back to him again, he was obviously very angry with her, but that would pass. She was glad, however, for Tarentek's tactful approach, because now her father was also considering a future threat to the tribe rather than just a single outsider. He cleared his throat before speaking, looking only at Tarentek now.
"There are many reasons I could give you as for why we would never have to worry about something from the east, our flight being the least of them. My people are always in danger, especially from spies like you, rather than the 'great army' you have described. New Human Relics are found every day, so certainly those who learn it's ways first would seem to have a great advantage at first, but only a battle against a worthy foe would prove their strength." Her father smirked before continuing. "This is, of course, assuming that the 'Empire' you speak of is real."
Onyx understood her father's reaction, however she couldn't stand the smugness and pride that filled his voice. She was about to say something to try and make him listen, but he cut her off. "I would, however, like to know how you convinced my own daughter to lead you here. Useless as she is, she knows not to speak to other races, or even to leave them alive. At least, I thought so." He finished with a pointed glare at her, and she couldn't stop herself from stepping back a pace or two.
"There are many reasons I could give you as for why we would never have to worry about something from the east, our flight being the least of them. My people are always in danger, especially from spies like you, rather than the 'great army' you have described. New Human Relics are found every day, so certainly those who learn it's ways first would seem to have a great advantage at first, but only a battle against a worthy foe would prove their strength." Her father smirked before continuing. "This is, of course, assuming that the 'Empire' you speak of is real."
Onyx understood her father's reaction, however she couldn't stand the smugness and pride that filled his voice. She was about to say something to try and make him listen, but he cut her off. "I would, however, like to know how you convinced my own daughter to lead you here. Useless as she is, she knows not to speak to other races, or even to leave them alive. At least, I thought so." He finished with a pointed glare at her, and she couldn't stop herself from stepping back a pace or two.
I would not be so sure of that... Onyx thought the words but did not speak them. She simply nodded and picked Tarentek up again, flying swiftly to her father's den. "I will go in first, and you will follow me. Do not show yourself until I have introduced you." She said as they landed just outside the entrance to the den. "There is a wall just inside the door that you can hide behind. Hurry or someone will see you." With that she walked into the den, greeting her father with a small bow.
"Onyx? Is there something wrong? Your mother was looking for you not too long ago." He would have seemed worried, had he even bothered to look at her. She stayed silent a moment too long and then he did look at her. "Onyx! What happened to you?" He asked in surprise.
"Nothing, really... I fell into the sea when I went to go fishing, and then I ran into a sandstorm on the way back." She said, trying to keep herself from laughing at her father. When she said that she had fallen into the sea, Her father had made a face like a fish -lips pursed and eyes squished- and he stayed like that for a few seconds.
"Umm, Raldel?" She said, calling him by name rather than calling him father for the sake of their hidden guest. "That was not the only thing of interest to happen at the sea today," Onyx turned towards the doorway, motioning to Tarentek to come over. "I also met someone there. Raldel, leader of the gold tribe, I present to you Tarentek. I suggest you listen well to what he has to say."
As soon as she spoke his name, he had stepped out into the room. He walked up to stand slightly behind her and nodded his head to her father in a respectful gesture. She was watching her father intently, ready to stop any attack he might make upon her or Tarentek.
"Onyx? Is there something wrong? Your mother was looking for you not too long ago." He would have seemed worried, had he even bothered to look at her. She stayed silent a moment too long and then he did look at her. "Onyx! What happened to you?" He asked in surprise.
"Nothing, really... I fell into the sea when I went to go fishing, and then I ran into a sandstorm on the way back." She said, trying to keep herself from laughing at her father. When she said that she had fallen into the sea, Her father had made a face like a fish -lips pursed and eyes squished- and he stayed like that for a few seconds.
"Umm, Raldel?" She said, calling him by name rather than calling him father for the sake of their hidden guest. "That was not the only thing of interest to happen at the sea today," Onyx turned towards the doorway, motioning to Tarentek to come over. "I also met someone there. Raldel, leader of the gold tribe, I present to you Tarentek. I suggest you listen well to what he has to say."
As soon as she spoke his name, he had stepped out into the room. He walked up to stand slightly behind her and nodded his head to her father in a respectful gesture. She was watching her father intently, ready to stop any attack he might make upon her or Tarentek.
After a few minutes of science, they reached the mountains. Onyx put Tarentek on a ledge that was just out of view from the rest of the nest. "Stay here, and try not to fall. I will go and make sure that our leader is still in his den, and then I will come get you." She told him in what she hoped was a stern voice, leaving before he said anything else.
Onyx flew up above the peak of the mountain, heading towards her father's den. When she got there, she was not surprised to find that he was still home. He was always busy worrying about the tribe's affairs, even before he had become leader. She tried to ignore the small voice of worry in the back of her mind as she hurried to go get Tarentek before anyone else from her tribe could find him. The promise I made... I will keep. I do not like the thought that I may have to stand up to my father in the defense of an outsider, but this is much more important than he will be able to realize right away...
She got back to the ledge where she had left Tarentek, landing softly by him. She waited until he realized she was there before speaking. "He is there. Are you ready?"
Onyx flew up above the peak of the mountain, heading towards her father's den. When she got there, she was not surprised to find that he was still home. He was always busy worrying about the tribe's affairs, even before he had become leader. She tried to ignore the small voice of worry in the back of her mind as she hurried to go get Tarentek before anyone else from her tribe could find him. The promise I made... I will keep. I do not like the thought that I may have to stand up to my father in the defense of an outsider, but this is much more important than he will be able to realize right away...
She got back to the ledge where she had left Tarentek, landing softly by him. She waited until he realized she was there before speaking. "He is there. Are you ready?"
"No... It would be better to fly above that." Onyx said, motioning towards a dark haze on the horizon. "A sandstorm. The updraft will make it easier for me to fly while carrying you." Before he could complain or chicken out, Onyx looped her arms under Tarentek's, lifting him off the ground easily. "Try not to move."
She smiled as she sped higher and higher in the sky, careful not to let go of Tarentek, yet. She waited until they were over the center of the storm, and then she let go. He did not fall far, his hooded robe created enough drag to suspend him in midair. Onyx laughed at the expression he had on his face, and then went on to explain why he had not fallen to his death.
"We call this 'Wind Net' or Olias. The spirits of the land and air care for my people, so as long as we are in the air they will not let us fall. They caught you because they saw that I was carrying you." Onyx took his hand in hers, guiding him back to her so she could carry him again. "That was for pushing me into the water, I will not drop you again. Olias is strongest over storms." She said with a laugh. Her Tribe's nest was not to far away anymore, she could see the mountains now.
She smiled as she sped higher and higher in the sky, careful not to let go of Tarentek, yet. She waited until they were over the center of the storm, and then she let go. He did not fall far, his hooded robe created enough drag to suspend him in midair. Onyx laughed at the expression he had on his face, and then went on to explain why he had not fallen to his death.
"We call this 'Wind Net' or Olias. The spirits of the land and air care for my people, so as long as we are in the air they will not let us fall. They caught you because they saw that I was carrying you." Onyx took his hand in hers, guiding him back to her so she could carry him again. "That was for pushing me into the water, I will not drop you again. Olias is strongest over storms." She said with a laugh. Her Tribe's nest was not to far away anymore, she could see the mountains now.
"Ta-ren-tek." Onyx said, sounding out the syllables the creature claimed made up its name. "Interesting. That could mean one of two things... 'The Trickster' if you are female, or 'One loved by God" if you are male." She took flight, glad to find that her wings had finally dried. She did some loops in joy before gliding beside Tarentek. "My name is Onyx Bright, which means 'Unpredictable Gift'."
Still angry enough not to care about whatever it was the creature had said, she simply ignored it. Her wings would be dry again in another minute or so, she could just abandon it then... But, she made a promise. She would bring this creature to her father, and defend it when it came to that point, even if it was a "Teckn'aiz."
She said the last word of her thought out loud to get the creature's attention. "I will call you Teckn'aiz from now on. It fits you perfectly, for it means 'One who cannot be trusted'." She tried to take flight, but was not able to stay in the air for long before drifting down again. Just a little longer...
She said the last word of her thought out loud to get the creature's attention. "I will call you Teckn'aiz from now on. It fits you perfectly, for it means 'One who cannot be trusted'." She tried to take flight, but was not able to stay in the air for long before drifting down again. Just a little longer...
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