by Hopeflower » Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:45 pm
As they neared the river, Aviva suddenly let out a surprised snort. Was that a Huelin's auma she'd just sensed? If so, best to stay clear; keep a reasonable distance. She angled slightly, aiming for the far bank. Arsenic frowned, puzzled by her actions, but not questioning her. The dragon angled downwards, Arseninc tensing, ready to jump. Her claw tips just barely skimmed the surface of the water, and as she reached the bank, the elf threw himself from her neck, falling into a graceful roll as his feet hit the pebbles. He was standing in another moment, watching her circle around to land beside him. 'Such open ground unnerves me, young one,' she commented quietly, her green gaze scanning the surrounding area. 'Let us drink and hunt quickly, and then be off.'
'I wish you would tell me what troubles you, my friend,' Arsenic said, resting a hand briefly against her neck. 'But I will respect your wishes. Let's see if there are any fish worth catching in this river, shall we?' Aviva's long neck snaked out over the water. She dipped her snout in, wanting to satisfy her thirst before they got down to catching fish Arsenic knelt to refill his waterskin and take a drink of his own, a trickle escaping his mouth and working its way down his jaw to his neck. He felt it touch his scarbefore he wiped it away with the back of his hand. 'There's nothing quite like a cold drink after a successful job, is there?' he asked.
Aviva hummed in agreement, partly listening, partly keeping alert. Suddenly she plunged her head beneath the river's surface. Her jaws snapped shut on the back of a reasonably-sized fish; she hauled it out of the water and dropped it beside Arsenic. It would feed him now, and there would be enough left over to dry and carry with him; it could last a while, provided he didn't eat too much now. For now, however, she breathed a steady stream of fire at her catch, turning it slowly with one claw to evenly cook it. Arsenic nodded gratefully when she finished, unsheathing his dagger to cut away managable strips of the meat. While he was doing that, she turned back to the river. Time to catch a meal for herself.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
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