Thinking of a Friend

Post by **Angelice Falls** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 1:08 pm

Orthae's expression did not change, but a sparkle in his eye told, that he knew Tara was just giving in. 
 
He recieved the lick upon his chin almost stoicly, but then slowly leaned in closer to Tara and nuzzled her with his snout and cheek. It was a very loving maneuver and he ended it with a light lick on Tara's cheek. He slowly moved from on top of her and sat close to her form. Orthae lied his head next to Tara's and said, "Tell me of your feelings Tara..." His voice was almost a whisper, a joining of banth and elven tones that drifted over her.

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Post by **Angelice Falls** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 1:37 pm

Orthae stood and looked over to Tara, a fire burning in his eyes, "After you..." He said in his deep growl of a voice, with a slight motion of his head. He readied himself to spring, waiting for Tara to lead the way.

Post by **Angelice Falls** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 1:41 pm

Orthae smiled as Tara finished her answer. He was glad he made Tara happy. His smile remained through Tara's lick and he lifted two great paws and laid them gently upon Tara's side, holding her. 
 
He looked long into her eyes, as if sharing in her thoughts and feelings. But within his own eyes came the gaze of innocence. He hadn't the understanding to know what Tara's affections and words might mean, but he was happy...and held her gaze and form caringly within his sight...

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Post by **FoxDragon** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 1:48 pm

Tara licked Orthae's cheek with a grin. She nodded and lifted off in the direction of the noise. All five pairs of large paws silent on the short journey. 
The herd who's hooves rang in the air was taking a break for the river. They drank while the head stallion scouted the bank, possilbily checking if the young clinging to several of the mare's legs could cross without much difficulty. 
 
The lioness stayed back within the trees. Purps looked back to the male wondering if he had a say of with one to take down.

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Post by **Angelice Falls** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 2:10 pm

Orthae had kept pace with Tara easily. She might be used to him as an elf, but Orthae was a banth now... 
 
He moved up beside Tara and peered at the herd, not having to feed at all stayed whatever hunger a normal banth would be feeling within Orthae. He gazed at the horses majestic nature and truly felt a kin with their spirit. Looking to Tara he realized her inquisitive expression. 
 
"The head stallion would be your best chance..." He didn't seem sad at the thought of death or excited by it either. For Orthae, it just was...

Post by **FoxDragon** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 2:31 pm

Ears listened to the answer to her unsaid question. It sounded half-way like a challenge. What'd he mean by best chance? Tara gave him a inquiring look, but it faded as she nodded. 
 
Should she bring him the brute after she got it? Eyes surveyed the herd. Maybe having him help would make it a bit easier. What would it prove if she asked for his help though? The lioness gave him another look, was he getting attached to the horses? 
She laughed softly before whispering, "I'm goin' to come in from the side, if ya want to join in I've no objections." Her form slinked off in the trees circling for the right angle.

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Post by **Angelice Falls** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 2:41 pm

Orthae nodded to Tara, but he had no desire to hunt. He never had and had yet to kill any living thing. When he thought about it though he began to lose focus on the current situation, so he decided to let it be and watch Tara from a far. 
 
Better to not interfere and let her have her meal in peace. 
 
Orthae circled to the front of the herd, well within the trees, to get a better look at Tara's charge when it came. If nothing else, he could congratulate her when she returned with a meal. Orthae did not doubt that she would.

Post by **FoxDragon** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 3:05 pm

Stopping the feline waited. Her tail swayed behind her. She had no doubt that her scent would ring in the horses' nostrils. The big gray freckled stallion raised his head to sniff at the air. His long drawn breath and widened eyes signaled. Right as he went to yell for his charges to run, the she-banth killed his voice with a roar of movement. 
 
Paws carried her forward as her vocals sang hotly on the air. The stallion got his yell out and his charges peered at death baring down on their leader. They yelled also, mother nudging children into a run. 
 
The stallion reared as Tara got before him. His wish to kick out with a forehoof like he would a normal feline. The banth's run however didn't faulter. She hauled right into his belly. The beast flew back, she'd ducked her head throwing her foreshoulders into him. 
 
He cried out and tried to leap up, a back leg was broke from the landing. Teeth didn't let his suffer last, sinking deep into his throat as the stallion planted hoof after hoof into leathery skin till his life faded, then left. Round bruises would form in the red dots on her right side. 
Lifting the weight up by its limp neck, the lioness half drug it back to Orthae. The far off thundering of a leaderless herd was fading from ear.

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Post by **Angelice Falls** » Mon Apr 19, 2004 4:59 pm

Orthae stood and watched passively as Tara charged and remained so through the short outcome. His eyes sparkled in the rays of light that drifted through the tree tops and he held a very tranquil expression. 
 
As Tara moved to him with the fresh kill, he watched her. He did not oppose what had happened, but was simply impassive to it all. So the smile Tara received was warm and kind, as it had always been for her.

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