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Jan 20, 2013 08:39PM
Séreméla climbed to the top of the tree and hide in the branch's.
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Finwe peered up into the tree as he heard the sound of leaves brushing clothes. He couldn't see anything though and decided to investigate. He began to climb,looking for some sort of movement. He only climbed halfway up before he shouted. "If someone's up there they'd better come down, now."
Séreméla leaped silently to another tree. Borë stalked Coal and pounced on him to distract Finwë.
Finwe angrily shouted at the tiger, and knew that the elven girl must be close by. He was too busy focusing on the tiger that he didn't notice the branches swaying gently from where the girl had jumped trees, and when he looked back, they weren't moving. He sighed and stayed up in the tree, while Coal whimpered and struggled in the tiger's strong grip.
Borë roared at Finwë and grabbed Coal by the scruff of his neck and ran into the shadows.
Finwë cried out in anguish as he saw the tiger carry off his loyal and only trusted companion. He snarled in fury as he launched himself out of the tree and towards where the bushes where the tiger had taken his best friend. He saw a flash of the tigers striped pelt and threw a dagger, letting it land in the tiger's rump. "Let go of my dog."
Borë roared and dropped Coal, he growled at Finwë and tackled him to the ground. Sèremèla jumped out of the tree and walked over to Finwës pot. she looked at the liquid inside it.
Coal was now angry at the tiger for jumping onhis master, so he wrenched the dagger out of his rump so that it bled. He snarled threatingly. Finwe looked fearfully over at the elven girl. "Don't you dare touch that!" he said warningly, struggling.
Sèremèla saw Borë's cut. she grabbed her bow and shot Coal in the thigh. Borë put his huge paws on Finwë's shoulders, he lashed his tail at Coal but did not move off of Finwë.
Finwë snarled at the tiger, punching it hard in the nose, trying to wriggle out of it's grip. He was shocked to see that the elven girl had actually shot his best and only friend in the thigh, and hoped he'd be able to get it fixed! Coal lay there whimpering in pain, looking fearfully at his master, willing him to help him.
Borë roared and slammed his front paws down hard on Finwë's chest. Sèremèla looked in the pot.
Finwë cried out in pain as the tiger's front paws slammed down hard on his chest. He struggled to breathe and felt extremely dizzy, while Coal just lay very still to minimize the pain, but still breathing.
Séreméla walked over to Finwë, "what are you making? " she asked him.
Finwe winced in pain. "Nothing of importance," he squeezed out, Coal looking accusingly at the elven girl.
"don't lie to me." Séreméla said glaring.
"I'm not," he squeezed out again. "Nobody should know but Coal and I. But you just have to mess my perfect plan up, by coming here, as I am certain you didn't come here to help me." Coal whimpered at his masters tone, shrinking even more.
"of course I did not come here to help you." Sèremèla replied. "but you might want to speak up. your dog is going to lose a lot of blood soon." she said evilly.
Finwe snarled at her from under the tiger's paws. "I don't care if you kill me, but don't touch my dog. I wonnt tell you anything about what I'm doing. So just let me go." Coal whined again tensing and seemingly understanding his master's words.
"I'm not going to kill your dog. death and infection can do that." Séreméla said darkly.
Finwe snorted in disgust. "My dogs' a survivor. Nothing will kill him without help. But just let me go, now!" Coal started to make a noise like crying as sobs racked his body.
"then tell me what you are making. I have all day but your dog doesn't. " Séreméla said.
Asher stepped into the forest, only a small dirt path to guide them. Their mule's ears lay flat against it's head, eyes shifting around uneasily.
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"Yes. But they split often, so we have to pay close attention to the map, or we'll get lost." She said, slightly weary of the place. "The map looks as though it'll be an hour until we reach out first fork, though." She mentioned, taking out the piece of parchment.
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Cora wrote: ""then tell me what you are making. I have all day but your dog doesn't. " Séreméla said.""But you're only going to go and spread the word to everyone, aren't you? I should be able to have my own secrets without headstrong elven girls pressing me to tell them! Honestly!" anger was really starting to bubble up inside of him and he tensed under the tiger's paws.
"It was my parents map." Asher informed him, rolling it back up and tying it, before tucking it away in her pocket. "They're hard to fine in Delven Shadow. They received it as payment after carrying out an..... Well, after carrying out some business in Delven Star." She said, wringing her fingers. "They often preferred to be paid in literature or pictures." She shrugged, kicking a stone a few feet. "But yes, you are rather lucky to have me here, aren't you?" She smiled lightly, resting a hand on Falom's head briefly.
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"Yes, it was quite nice." She agreed, smiling to herself. She then turned to Jadran. "And what about your parents?" She asked.
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Asher smiled. "Well, it's wonderful your mother is alive. It's rare to have both parents when living in the Shadow." She said, looking up at the always-gray sky. "I think we're near the fork in the road." She said, taking out her map.
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Sarah *~Fantasy Freak Forever~* wrote: "But you're only going to go and spread the word to everyone, aren't you? I should be able to have my own secrets without headstrong elven girls pressing me to tell them! Honestly!" anger was really starting to bubble up inside of him and he tensed under the tiger's paws.
"yeah but now you got me interested. if it was not such a big deal would't you tell me by now?" Séreméla asked coldly.
She scrunched up her face slightly. "Well, we left around nine, so it should be like ten thirty, maybe?" She shrugged. "But hopefully after this night we won't have to spend another here." She said, her voice slightly disgusted as she watched a rather large spider cross in front of them.
((Should we skip to nighttime?))
((Should we skip to nighttime?))
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((Sure thing.))
"Of course. Though it'll get quite cold; we can't start a fire or else unwanted attention shall be brought upon us." She commented, taking a few steps off the path. The mule obediently followed, and Asher stroked it's head softly. "Poor thing; we'll just have to hope she isn't taken. Can't really hoist a mule into a tree, can we?" She sighed, and began to survey the trees around her, picking out one that would be suitable to sleep in.
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"We must stray further off the path, then." She decided. "For safety. Hopefully if I bring a bag of the dirt from the path Falom should be able to track it back." She pondered for a minute, before filling up a small empty coin purse with the rather red dirt that lined the path throughout the forest. Worn from boots and horse hooves, it had a distinct mixed smell, unlike the pure and untouched forest.
"We should give a name to our mule, I don't think she fancies being without a title." Asher said as they began to walk again, smiling at the old little creature.
"We should give a name to our mule, I don't think she fancies being without a title." Asher said as they began to walk again, smiling at the old little creature.
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Asher rolled her eyes, once again cursing mentally that he couldn't see it. "Nancy and Penny are the names of working mules. This girl is an adventurer, serving only the best of people; ourselves." She smiled, rubbing the creatures ears. "Besides; she doesn't even look like a normal gray one. She got a lovely shade of blue, almost." She ran a hand down the coarse fur of her neck, smiling. "Besides; I believe she'll be with us for quite some time."
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Séreméla glared at Finwë. she snapped her fingers and Borë got off of him. she jumped in top of Borë and they ran of. with out another word to Finwë.
Finwe sighed in relief as the weight lifted from his chest. But he didn't want the girl to tell anyone about where his lair was, so he got up, quickly apologised to Coal, and sped after them, trying to keep up. When he was within throwing range, he threw his dagger which landed in the tigers leg.
"What about Blu? It's a simple name, and she is a pretty blue color." Asher offered, petting the mule's head. "Do you like the name Blu?" Asher herself wasn't used to naming animals, so Blu was the simplest thing she could come up with. Her parents had given her Falom with him already name.
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Borë roared and collapsed. Séreméla fell off of him. she grabbed her bow and shot Finwë.
"I would say so," Asher said, looking around. "Yes, this is a good tree. And the ground is fairly flat." She walked over to Blue and hooked on a halter, before tying it firmly around a more thin tree. She then looked at Jadran. "So how did you say your friends helped you into trees?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
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Asher looked highly skeptical. "Okay...." She said, grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the large oak tree. It didn't exactly have the 'friendly green tree of purity and beauty' look about it. It's bark was dry and a nasty color, the shade of gray bodies turn after rotting for days. If you peeled the bark back, dozens of gross insects would pour out. It wasn't exactly the kind of tree one would like to sleep in at night. But it seemed to be the best one.
"This one," She said, smacking his hand right up against the tree.
"Should I just cup my hands and let you step onto them?" She asked.
"This one," She said, smacking his hand right up against the tree.
"Should I just cup my hands and let you step onto them?" She asked.
