The clearing was almost picturesque in its beauty, with the lush green grass, sun-warmed rocks, and the dotting of soft white flowers. Among the rocks, there was a glimmer of black scales that caught the sunlight as they shifted. A rather large and power-looking naga was nestled in amongst the rocks, basking in the warm sunlight, the remains of the unfortunate rabbit that was his meal discarded in an almost neat pile beside him. The black scales of the naga's tail glimmered again as he shifted, licking the blood from his claws in an almost leisurely manner, his golden eyes half-lidded with the satisfaction of having eaten a rather tasty meal. His upper, human, half appeared to be that of a fit man in his late twenties, if his human face was anything to go by.
His name was Kishan, and it suited him well. 'Black' would definitely be the word to describe the naga, with his dark tan skin that was stretched over strong and defined muscles, black scales that glittered on a thick and powerful looking tail, and black hair that looked to be decorated with bones of small animals that clicked together softly when he moved. He wore a necklace that appeared to be crudely made with animal teeth that rested against his collar bone. His torso was criss crossed with many scars; a sign of the many fights that he has fought and, more importantly, won; that healed slightly lighter than the rest of his skin.
Kishan stretched with a yawn and settled back down among the rocks, willing to take a short nap in the sun before heading back to his den.
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It had been about a week since Itaaski had last eaten, and hunger was just beginning to gnaw at his stomach. It was not real hunger yet; not painful or nagging, just the feeling that sometime soon he should go hunting. But Itaaski wasn’t interested in huntingâ€"or at least he wasn’t interested in hunting for food, just yet. Right now he was hunting for pelts, for his livelihood. It was too bad he didn’t eat the meat cooked, but he left it to be eaten by other animalsâ€"so long as he took the parts of it that humans would trade him things for. Personally, Itaaski had little use for pelts other than for sleeping on and keeping the night chill out, but the humans liked to buy them from him for useful things, like knives and such. Other animals of the forest benefited from his hunting as well, getting what was essentially a free meal out of it.
But he’d been following a large jaguar-like animal for a time, getting ready to attack, when the scent of something alarming caught his attention, and he turned his face towards the wind without a second thought, tongue moving in and out of his mouth rapidly to taste the air and try and figure out what exactly it was that he was smelling. He could smell fresh blood as well as old, dried blood, and there was the unmistakable scent of predator…and something was telling him that this predator was a danger even to him, which did not happen very often. But there was something strange about the scent, and though it provoked wariness it also provoked curiosity.
Forgetting his prey, Itaaski turned towards the smell and hastened towards it, moving swiftly and easily through the woods, making little sound. The reptile traveled swiftly at first but then slowed his pace as he neared the other predator, slowing to the point where he could move silently and use his patterned scales as camouflage to blend in with the foliage he was moving among. It soon became clear that there was a clearing in the trees up ahead, and he paused when he neared it, crouching silently behind a bush, his tail held out behind him, the end wrapped around a thick branch, some instinct calling for the false security.
He crept forward slowly, almost slithering along the ground under the bush to get a good view of whatever it was that he knewâ€"he could sense the heat signature it gave off, even though it was almost at the same temperature the air was atâ€"was out there. Whatever it was, it was big. Really big. He moved forward just a little bit more, and then could seeâ€"his eyes would have widened if they were not already nearly entirely circularâ€"it was truly enormous. It was also like himâ€"sort of. Not exactly, but…it was the only reptile-humanoid he’d ever seen before besides himself, and Itaaski wasn’t about to be picky.
Though he would like to go out and meet the…well…whatever he was, instincts called for caution, and he held back, just observing for a time, before deciding that it was probably safe. Basking, after all, is an extremely relaxing activity, and so Itaaski figured that the half-human, half-snake creature would be less likely to attack him in such an instance. So thinking, he carefully withdrew from the bush and made his way around a tree, stepping out into the clearing some fifteen feet from where the naga was reclining among the rocks.
Itaaski was a fairly good contrast to the naga; he was fairly light, with non-melanistic pigmentation and a wide variety of colors, ranging from small spots of black to browns, golds, oranges, and a few touches of green. He was muchâ€"muchâ€"smaller than the eighteen foot long naga, and had a more humanoid figure, with legs as well as arms, and a tail. He was scaled all over his body, and his facial features were more snakelike than those of the Naga. He was slighter in build, but no less muscular; he wore only a pair of shorts for decency, and his musculature was plainly visible, rippling beneath his scales. He was rather more clean than the naga as well, adorned with no blood or bones. Overall, tail included he was only about 10 feet long to the Naga’s 18â€"and was probably more fast because of the size difference.
He stepped forward, letting his tail slide over the grass to make some noise and announce his presence, pausing then looking towards the Naga and waiting for him to react. In this situation, he’d decided it’s a better idea to let the other make the first move, to prevent any unfortunate (for him!) misunderstandings that might result in injury or death.</font>
There he was.
Okogo had been mindlessly following this reptilian man for quite some time now. Idiodically, he had first thought that the reptile had been playing a game of follow the leader with a large cat. Of course, he then realized after a while that the reptile clearly wanted to eat the poor feline. Oh, well. No skin off his back, right?
For safety reasons, however, he pulled out his knife...as if it would protect him against this monster.
Okogo was just about to yank on the monster's tail for attention--Okogo the Actor can't go too long without being acknowledged, after all!--when the reptile turned its head, flicked its tongue out, and changed its course. Well. That's interesting. Okogo followed to find another one of these...reptile people enjoying the afternoon beauty.
Okogo stood behind a large bushel of a purplish-red berries and watched as the reptile he'd been watching watch the new reptile. Well. This was boring.
Without a second thought, he popped out of the bushes, berries, leaves and sticks flying everywhere, arms akimbo, a very confident, twinkly smile on his face. His brash necklaces and large bracelets--one on each wrist--shone brilliantly as they moved about in the sunlight. "HERE I AM! You may rain down your praises and affections upon me now." Of course, in his left hand--yes, he was a lefty!--shone the bright knife, his trusty Chester. Okogo may have been rash, but he wasn't...too stupid.
((If you need me to, I'll change my post. ^^))
((Oh ho ho, this will be fun!))
Kishan was not amused. There were two people in his basking area. The first one he did not mind so much. The reptilian, while poisonous, was quiet and subdued, obviously taking care to not disturb Kishan's basking while letting the naga know he was there, which Kishan appreciated, and thus, discarded him as an immediate threat. Unlike the idiot following the reptilian, who burst out of the brush, and startled Kishan, so Kishan did the only logical thing he could think of. He lunged forward at a frightening speed towards the flashing human and brought himself up to his almost full height, hissing and baring fangs that were more like a cat's than a snake's.
Maybe the human will leave the shiny things and go away?
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Itaaski was quite relieved when the naga didn’t seem to be bothered by his presence, and relaxed quite a bit. He was just taking a few steps into the clearing when a berry bush seemed to explode not far away. Itaaski hissed loudly and spun to face the ‘explosion’, getting hit by a twig in the process, and realized a second later that it was only a human. A very stupid human, at that. A very stupid human who was about to be killed, he saw as the naga lunged forward.
Itaaski, very much wishing to prevent any violence or deathâ€"and he seriously doubted the knife the human was holding would do anything to the large reptileâ€"leapt forward with equal speed, his tail moving quickly and wrapping around the human’s torso, pushing him away while he placed himself in between the two. “Ssstop!â€? He held out a hand in a ‘stop’ motion, although he knew that wouldn’t really do anything if it came right down to it, and released his grip on the human with his tail, half-crouching in preparation of fight or flight (flight, most likely!) in case the naga didn’t stop.
Stupid human.
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Kishan tilted his head, bones clicking as his hair moved. The reptilian was standing between Kishan and the shiny human and saying something that Kishan didn't understand, though it's body language suggested that he was trying to protect the human.
Kishan growled, but settled down. The human wasn't even a threat, just loud and annoying. Maybe if the reptilian thought Kishan would not attack the human, he would get out of the way, and the Kishan could take the human's shinies.
And maybe eat him out of spite for disturbing his basking.
The first thoughts that went through Okogo's mind were quite jumbled and confused wen the naga began to lunge. However, the most audible and comrehendable thought he had was: Oh, crap.
He held up his left hand as if to let the naga pierce itself by running into his knife. Before he knew it, he saw the other reptilian being thundering his way as well. Not knowing where to turn, he just stood there, blinking his big brown eyes at the two. Oh, crap, crap!
He shut his eyes right as the one he had been trailing reached him and felt something wrapping around him. A tongue?! A tongue!...He never bothered opening his eyes to see. "AAH! Goodbye, my beautiful world! I hardly knew ye! Oh, woe is the very day I--!"
"Ssstop!"
Seriously?
Okogo peeked cautiously a them with one eye. He had been moved back quite a ways, positioned behind both reptiles. Opening his other eye, he noticed that there was going to be a major collision--either this was going to be really bad, or really funny.
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Itaaski watched the naga tensely for a moment, ignoring the dramatics of the human behind himâ€"was he mentally incompetent?â€"for the moment, and then slowly, slowly relaxed when he settled down. The reptile dropped his hand to his side, and straightened up slowly, still watching the reptile closely. The human finally seemed to have fallen silent, and he turned to him, giving the human a dirty look. “Would you quiet down?! If you hadn’t been ssso loud, he probably wouldn’t have wanted to attack!â€? To be honest, Itaaski had been fairly close to attacking, and had the human been any closer when he’d exploded from the bushes, he probably would’ve gotten smacked with a tail.
He then turned back to the naga, staring at him for a moment, not really sure what to do now. “Ahh…hello.� Well, that had been stupid.
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((sorry for the delay, was doing laundry.))
((S'ok. You might wanna get used to two-eight day delays, though. 'Cause that's how we roll in SotE XD))
Okogo laughed heartily at the reptile's anger. "Oh, my snake-like friend." And then, with an attention deficit disorder-like air, he looked around at the crushed berries and destroyed berry bush. He turned back to the two reptiles and strode forward to the one who had spoken.
With evey syllable, he made an unnecessary, cheesy pose. Hey, Okogo wasn't the type to restrain himself. "I am Oh-ko-GO!" He nodded and began fiddling with a necklace that was resting on his neck incorrectly. "Who are you two fellas?"
Yeesh. He acted like nothing had even happened.
Kishan tilted his head again before picking up the human with his tail and inspecting him, poking at the man's gaudy jewelry.
"Ssssssssshiniesssssssss." He hissed softly. He wanted to add them to his collection.
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Itaaski stared at the human, whose name was apparently Okogo. He stared mainly because the only options he had were stare or laugh, and Itaaski liked to be polite. But this…this was just sad. Perhaps a little bit frightening, he mused; where had the human learned to be so…overdramatic? It was like watching a musical play.
A low-quality one.
Once he finished staring at Okogo like he had two heads, Itaaski replied. “I’m Itaaasssski. Pleassssed to meet you…?� He wasn’t entirely sure whether or not he WAS pleased to meet Okogo, actually. The human was rather unusual, after all. Itaaski had never dealt with anyone like him before.
He stepped aside when the dark tail moved towards Okogo, watching with interest as it coiled around the human and lifted him up, smiling a little, inadvertently showing his mouthful of shiny, sharp pearly-whites, and stepped forward, examining the shinies himself. They were indeed very nice….he looked at the Naga, only then wondering if his speech was limited. “What’ssss your name?�
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Kishan blinked down at the other reptilian, "You Itaassssssake." He repeated, before nodding and returning his attention to investigating the human, Okogo's, jewelry, "You Okogo. I Kissssshan." He said shortly, as if annoyed to be distracted fro his task of attempting to remove Okogo's jewelry.
Proceeding to scream in short, staccato bits, Okogo pushed at Kishan's tail. "No! My shinies! You can't have them. They were gifts from girls back home." His eyes glazed over and his smile turned comically warm, apparently thinking about the girls in French maid outfits he had met one night with his special buddy, Jyn.
Jyn--home--French maids? Where was he?? He looked around and stared. Woods. And lots of it. He slowly began his panic, shaking one fist, and then the other. "Wh--" Without explaining further, he let out a high-pitched scream.
Jyn would be ashamed--even he attempts to feign bravery. No wonder he was only the Gofer in the Sagarian Gang.
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Itaaski smiled at Kishan, pleased that he could speakâ€"and gathering that he couldn’t speak very well. Probably didn’t interact with people very often.
It was official. This human was completely and totally insane. Itaaski was kind or amused, but mostly just freaked out. It was mind boggling how random he was, and how absentminded he seemed to be. The guy didn’t seem bothered by the fact that he was being held up by an eighteen foot Naga decorated with bones and blood; no, he seemed more worried about loosing his ‘shinies’.
His randomness reasserted itself; Itaaski cringed away from the sudden, high pitched scream, covering his ears with his hands and recoiling as though from a physical blow. What the hell!?!? Why was he screaming?!?!
Wasn’t it a bit belated for him to only just now realize he was being held by a giant snake tail?
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Kishan hissed and tossed Okogo as far from him as he could, and considering how strong he was, the smaller man was flung to the other side of the clearing and into the trees beyond. Kishan whirled in Itaaski and growled, low and dangerous in his throat.
Okogo continued to scream as he sailed high over the trees and...into an elm. The impact knocked all of the wind out of him and sent him reeling towards the ground. He still tried to scream, although there was no air left for the unexplained action.
He finally fell onto the earth, thankful he had no broken bones. He caught his breath in raspy gasps, wondering what he had done wrong before passing out.
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Itaaski watched with wide, astonished eyes as Kishan threw Okogo across the clearingâ€"higher than the trees!! The human kept up the impossibly loud, high-pitched scream the whole way, at least until he passed out. Itaaski had never seen such a display of physical strength before, and stared in blank shock towards where the human had hit the ground.
He didn’t notice Kishan rounding on him until a low growl sounded beside him, and he turned, realizing that he may very well be in danger. Inhales sharply, watching Kishan warily and speaking in a soothing voice. “Hey, now, you don’t need to attack me. I’m not going to do anything wrong…and look, you can…take hissss sssshinieesssss now?â€? He’s nervous, but doesn’t want to back up or make any moves that would for a human be placatingâ€"worried that they may be mistaken for aggressionâ€"and then there is also the fear of being seen as weak, and that, too, would be a dangerous thing.
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Kishan bared his teeth at Itaaski, before slithering towards Okogo's prone form and taking some of the pieces of jewelry from his body , then heading back to where he had had his meal and collecting the bones of the rabbit, leaving the fur behind as he disappeared into the trees, growling low and angry the whole time.
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Itaaski watched tensely as Kishan went over to Okogo’s limp body and looted it, not moving for fear of making Kishan any more angry than he already was, relaxing finally after he was certain that the naga was gone, and made his way over to Okogo. Stands over him, looking down at the humanâ€"doesn’t want to rescue the guy because of his altogether strange personality, but sighs and bends down, picking him up easily anyways. He mutters to the unconscious body in his arms, “Sssomething tellsss me you’re more trouble than you’re worth,â€?
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((OOC: End scene? at least for me, I think. This was fun!))
Okogo's head...it was killing him. And it wasn't the hangover kind of killing. This was worse than that. Much worse. And his chest! Goodness, did someone step on him?? He refrained from opening his eyes for a while. He checked every part of his body, bending his legs, wiggling his toes, twisting his neck, before opening his eyes. He looked down at his white shirt with the two top buttons open, the fabric now soiled and tattered.
He let out a hysterical laugh. Jyn wouldn't believe this! "I LIVE! Oh, thank the STARS!" He proceeded to hug himself and found himself quite silent.
Where was the jingle-jingle?
Normally there was a jingling sound to compliment his every sultry move! He yanked at where his necklaces should have been and ended up scratching his neck. He yelped and finally noticed his lack of bracelets. He went to stand and found that his stomach and back were still recovering from sailing into a tree and falling who knows how far to the ground...also, someone was holding him in place.
Falling back into Itaaski's arms, he let out a moan of pain. "Mark my words, Kishan...I will get my jewelry back!" Again, with every word he spoke, he made a different, unnecessary gesture.
It was lots of fun!!! XDD Looks like Okogo’s provided a reason for ‘em all to get together again, lol. XP
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Itaaski had carried Okogo halfway to his campsite when the human begin to rouse, and he watched as the human tested all his limbs before suddenly opening his eyes and going into another of his overly enthusiastic spiels. Itaaski snorted, amusedâ€"and then eyed Okogo like he was a lunatic. Incredulously, he asked, “You jussst got thrown acrossss a meadow by the guy, and now you want to go back and ssssteal your jewelry back?! Are you mad?!â€?
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Meanwhile, back in his den, Kishan added the spoils of his pilfering to the ever growing pile in the back. There was everything from coins, to hair pins, to various bits of jewelry, even to bits of colored glass.
Kishan placed the necklaces, bracelets and rings carefully in a pile before adding the bones of the rabbit to another pile that was full of bones, that he began picking through meticulously as he settled in. He shivered slightly, then frowned. There was no chill in the wind today, though.
How strange.
((OOC: And that's it for me for now, I think. I am tired and in pain and I desperately need my pain meds and a nap. I'll be back later tonight, guys!))
((Yay! Here that, Okogo? Your gaudy jewelry paid off!
Okogo: ...NEVER....speak to me again!))
Folding his arms and arching a hazel brown eye at Itsaaki, he asked, "No. What do you expect me to do? And it's not stealing if the items are yours." He blinked. "Wait, campsite?"
Why was he going to Itsaaki's campsite? Fear struck the ex-actor's heart and he asked quietly, "Are you going to kill me?"
He didn't know where his knife was--as if that would help against the reptilian man--but he desperately wanted it. As he, in suspenseful horror, waited for Itsaaki's response, he recoiled, looking as if he were trying to pass through Itsaaki's hands.
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Itaaski was quite relieved that Okogo seemed to be done screaming for the moment; it really did hurt his ears. And grate on his nerves. Still, he was a little sharp in his response, “I’m fairly ssssure that Kissssshan won’t think they’re yourssss anymore, and that he won’t take kindly to you trying to take them back.� Actually, he was fairly sure that if he did try this, Kishan would make being thrown across a clearing look pleasant.
He was amused, and snorted his laughter, “No, I’m not going to kill you. But,� He added hastily, wanting to keep the guy from rejoicing loudly, “pleasssse don’t sssstart yelling or anything. I’m jusssst going to take you to my campsssite to get you fixxxed up….you’ve got a lot of cutsss, and one on your head that needsss looked at.� He’d thought about pretending to be mean to keep the guy quiet, but the way Okogo was cringing into his arms like a frightened child…well, he couldn’t be that mean.
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Before Okogo could rejoice, Itaaski interrupted, asking him not to yell. Not yelling for Okogo would be like telling the bartender to quit selling drinks. It wasn't possible--there would be no bartender if there were no drinks. Therefore, there would be no Okogo if there was no yelling.
His mind quickly switched to his head. "Cuts...?" He touched his head and winced, drawing in air through his teeth, hissing in pain. "Agh...cuts." He craned his neck and looked about, trying to see where exactly this man's camp was.
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Itaaski let out a breath of relief when Okogo didn’t yell or anything. Not only did he not like the yelling, he didn’t want Okogo to yell loudly enough to get Kishan’s attention again and make him chase them down to kill them or anything. That would be bad, because Itaaski had no plans on dieing anytime soon. Nope, no desire to die, here.
He chuckled slightly, “Don’t touch them, you’ll jusssst make them hurt more.� He paused, watching the human crane his neck and look around like he expected to see a bright purple and yellow big top pop out of the woods or something, before adding, “You won’t sssee it. We’re a waysss away from it, yet. May I asssk why you ssscreamed ssso sssuddenly, earlier?� He was curious about that. It had been pretty random, after all.
Although, it had been amusing, too.
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Touched by his caring manner, Okogo calmly reaced up and softly patted Itaaski's head, despite the fact he was slowly recovering from a numb pain in his skull. "Thanks for your concern, good sir. Hm? My screaming?"
What screaming?
Oh, yeah. He already forgot about that. His golden brown eyes twinkled as he looked up at Itaaski, making them round and doe-like, lower lip quivering. How dramatic. "I'm lost."
Hard to believe he was six-and-twenty years old. He shifted to make himself a little more comfortable in Itaaski's hold, his eyes still wide and his lips still quivering.
Tishan soared through the sky high in the clouds. He knew he was a bit too large for an ordinary falcon. He noticed a strange looking figure far below in the woods. He pulled his wings close to his body as he dipped down into a thrilling dive. Time to take dive into the unkown he thought.
As he neared the clearing an earsplitting scream caused him to pull up sharply. He watched as a funny human went sailing across a clearing. A fe minutes later he was gliding silently along behind them. The human was a most curious person. He watched the human in amusement. To full of amusement he didn't realise he had just put them in the shadow.
Kishan sniffed the air before flicking out his tongue. What was that? A strange scent on the air... He frowned, but went back to arranging the bones in an area of his den that caught the sun so that they would bleach.
Then he settled down to take a nap.
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Itaaski stared at Okogo, a little puzzled…he’d just been petted for no apparent reason. The snake man didn’t quite know how to respond to that, actually…He paused in being freaked out to be further freaked out by the fact that Okogo seemed to be confused about what he meant by screaming, and Itaaski decided after a moment it would be best not to try and explain, because he had no doubt he’d have to explain everything that had happened. He didn’t really want to do that very much.
“Ahhâ€"well never mind then, it’sss not ssso important. Iâ€"“ He stopped when a sudden shadow crossed them, looking up to see what had caused it, and stopped short when he realized it was an enormous bird. He stared in astonishment and confusion; was it following them?
(OOC: How’re we gonna get them and Kishan back together…? And, sorry for taking so long to reply. I’ve been busy on school work, and I won’t be able to post again probably until Monday at the earliest, because I’m going out of town.)
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((OOC: Hey, it's cool. I figure they can get back together with Kishan by tracking him down by his scent or something. and it's okay, we understand that reall life comes before rp. ...even though it hurts to admit. ;_;))
Tishan was furious with himself for blowing his cover. He soared off ahead of them and landed. He slowly shifted as his feathers fell of and his skelenton lengthened and he was soon a handsome young man. He felt for his two long blades which were safely sheathed. His dagger was in his belt.
He started up a tree so he could have a good warning and see them when they came by. They'd never guess it was him. He wondered what was wrong with the wierd human person who was screaming and laughing all the time. It was strange behaviour. He stopped thinking as his sharp eyes caught sight of them.
((No problemo... I can wait))
"Wha...?" A bird that size could eat a tiger. Anxiously, Okogo began wiggling around a little. "Itaaski...is that a friend of yours? Please say it is..."
He instinctively ducked his head as the creature flew by and kept his head that way for quite a while. "Are we dead yet?"
((...what happened?! Damn writer's block! D8<
And take your time. ^-^ Have fun out of town!))
Getting bored of waiting. tishan swung out of the tree landing easily on the ground. He stalked towards them keeping in the bushes for cover. He kept his blades held out ready to slash away at anything that surprised him. Occasionally climbing a tree. He was finally level with them.
Grinning to himself Tishan heard the human ask whether he was dead yet. tishan shook his head in wonder. Were they talking about him or was he wondering whether the reptile had eaten him already. Tishan silently stalked after them.
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Itaaski watched the bird keenly, tracing it with his heat sensors as it neared the earth; birds naturally have a higher heart rate and metabolic systemâ€"and more active muscular systemsâ€"than humans and other non-avian species do, resulting in a much higher temperature; thus he was able to sense its heat more clearly and at a greater distance than he would have otherwise, and he sped up to follow, carrying Okogo like the human weighed nothing. To a powerfully built creature such as Itaaski, he might as well have weighed nothing; it was no trouble to carry the human in his arms as he moved swiftly through the forest at a pace near to a human sprint, but not as fast as he could go should he choose. He was still near enough to clearly sense the avian’s body heat, shining like a beacon through the cool foliage and much smaller life forms fleeing from the both of them.
“Husssshhhh….â€? He fairly hissed it, intent and muscles tense now that he was in full alert modeâ€"there was something strange and unsettling about the way the outline of heat that represented the bird’s body was moving, and his instincts were screaming threat at him. His pace slowed and his tongue flickered in and out of his mouth rapidly over the human’s head, holding him close and moving in a half-crouch, muscles prepared to spring should they be attacked. There were residual heat signatures from the avian all over the place, and it was distractingâ€"he immediately knew where it was, though the heat had faded to a more normal signal by now.
The scent became stronger and he tensed when he saw, after a moment, a large pile of feathers shed on the ground. What in the world…? He lifted his head, looking directly at the tree where he could senseâ€"and smellâ€"the creature, whatever it may be, crouching in the foliage, and stilled, waiting to see what it would do.
Discretely his tail moved to his side and a bit in front of him, appearing relaxed but more than prepared to lift up and smash into anythingâ€"or anyoneâ€"which may deign to fling itself at him. And even though he didn’t possess the phenomenal strength that the naga from before had, Itaaski had more than enough strength to beat something a good ten to fifteen feet with his tail.
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Looking about, Okogo couldn't see the creature anymore. "Ah? Where'd it go?" He ignored the feathers on the ground, stupidly assuming they belonged to a different creature.
He blinked and rubbed his eyes vigorously, letting out a soft "nuuuuh!" sound, a sound of annoyance. The blood from the cut in Okogo's head was running down into his eyes. It was nowhere near painful, but...Okogo didn't like things in his eyes. Not even water. (He was actually in the process of being taught how to swim underwater with his eyes open a month ago.)
He wouldn't mention it, though. Okogo figured that it wasn't too big of a deal. A cut in the head that only hurt when touched--not too big of a deal at all.
Tishan felt threatened and quickly extended large sharp Talons. He shifted back into a large Falcon and took to the air with a powerful thrust of his wings.
His sharp eyes immediately caught sight of the reptile and the human it was with. He decided it would be best to approach it peacefully. he slowly drew closer. He hoped he didn't look too imposing or threatening. He was still ready to rip the creatures eyes out if it tried to attack him. His silver talons glinted in the sunlight as he came to a stop hovering just out of reach.
He could see that the human creature ha a wound on his head. It looked serious. He took a risk and landed near to them in a clump of bushes. He was still ready to use his Talons and his sharp beak instantly. He watched them carefully as he shifted back into human form... he knew he would look less threatening in that form. He stepped out into the clearing. He had left his blades in there sheathes this time. He was nonetheless ready to pull them out. "I am Tishan... the young human there seems to have an injury on his head." He had no idea what to say. The reptilian seemed to be standing in a very defensive posture. That tail looked relaxed... according to Tishan you could react faster with relaxed muscles. He kept his gaurd up and waited for their reactions.
OOC: I am SO sorry for the delay. It's been crazy with all my AP exams and finals and graduation...but since most of that's over I'll be more consistent in replying.
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Itaaski was beginning to get used to Okogo’s idiocy. It wasn’t as annoying when he wasn’t running around waving his arms about and yelling like a loon. Laying (mostly) quietly in Itaaski’s arms and not moving a whole lotâ€"well, Itaaski liked him quite a bit more now than he had before. The smell of his blood wasn’t nice, but otherwise Itaaski had no complaints about the human at the momentâ€"Okogo was clean and didn’t smell bad, which was a bonus in Itaaski’s book ANY timeâ€"and once more, quiet was good, too.
Especially when Itaaski felt threatened.
“It’ssss here ssstill…�
He followed the rustling in the brush and hissed softly when the large form of the hawk took flight again, and he followed the animal with his eyes. He watched silently as it landed in a bush. Itaaski did not like not knowing what was going onâ€"he definitely felt threatened, and it showed. He only tensed further when the human-like creature (Itaaski wasn’t fooled. It was the same creature; scents don’t change so easily) stepped out of the bushes, muscles tensing and then relaxing as he slid into a slightly deeper crouch, a soft, warning hiss starting as the human-hawk-creature moved closer, the forked tongue flicking rapidly.
He was a moment in replying, and his odd accent was more pronounced, “Yessss. He doessss. It will be taken care offf….I am Itaassski. Why have you been following ussss?�
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((Ah, it's fine! XD I've been busy myself with preparing for my graduation on Thursday. Which, by the way, I won't be here on that Thrusday or the Friday after. I'll be sleeping uber-much because we have a lock-in party after the graduation until 4:30 a.m.))
Okogo looked about. It was? It was still here?
"Let me go, good sir." Okogo quietly tried to slip out of Itaaski's hands and onto the ground--anyone could tell a threatening posture if they looked hard enough--even Okogo. He went to put a hand around one of his bracelets before sadly recalling that the other beast had stolen them.
Okogo folded his arms and arched a brow at Itaaski's question, staring Tishan right in the eye. His eyes twinkled with impending sarcasm. "Perhaps he wishes to come with us for some odd, stalker reason?" He suggested. He took a step forward, keeping his arms folded. "If you meant us no harm, then you wouldn't have changed forms so readily." Hey. He was a Garou. He could smell the eency differences on this...Tishan, too.
Okogo's demeanor could change in an instant from sociable, energetic ex-actor to cool-headed Sagarian gang member in no time. And that was about to happen if Tishan didn't answer quickly enough for Okogo.
((um...crappy? XD Sorry about that, guys.))
Tishan was now sure they felt threatened and that in turn made him feel threatened. He thought for a second about the reptiles question, "It's been a while since I saw intelligent... creatures around here." he replied slowly.
The human apparently found his current form more threatening. Tishan couldn't help feeling surprised. Did they really find him more threatening when he was smaller and didn't have his talons and sharp beak? "You two are a strange pair of companions... I thought you would be more comfortable meeting me in my human form. I guess not!" He shifted back very slowly so as not to alarm either of them into doing something stupid. Back in his Falcon form he felt less threatened but just as wary.