[FIN] Out of the Good, Out of the Evil ( Riot and Nikita)

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As Nikita tugged her head and horn's slipped free from his teeth.

A roar of laughter left Riot, as Nikita shook her head violently to rid herself from the glorious drool. His blue eyes closed and hid themselves as his head turned away.

"Aw-Nikita." Riot rumble, a grin on his maw.

As she stilled her head, Riot's left paw shifted to the side of her face. Toes gently gripped on maw. His neck stretched out to make one lap at her white and black line cheek. Hoping to clear more of the drool from her fur.

"I got ya." The Tahtil purred in a chuckle. His brown tail slid along the grass, as the purring contuined softly inside the boarder like chest of his.  

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Nikita suppressed a chuckle as she was surprised by a large paw to her maw once her shaking stopped. Her entire frame willingly bobbled with each lick. While she was being 'taken care of' all she could do was grunt and hum in response. Yes, he got her. He got her soaking wet!!

Once she was free and her maw able to open she released a boom of laughter. Her entire frame lurched forward and trembled with amusement.

"Yes, yes you did!" She choked in her laughter. "And my drenched fur is proof of it!"

The tip of her tail flicked into a "c" and continued to twitch in her laughter. Her sides begun to hurt.  

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As Nikita lurched off of him, Riot rolled his large bolder like frame, back on his tummy and in a proper lay. Shaking his fat head, his sandy coat swished in healthy motion. Large paw raised and wiped at the corner of his maw, removing his trail of drool on the side of his jowls. Tail twitched and ran its self over the flatten grass behind him.

A wild smirk twisted at the corner of his maw, as bright blue eyes watched Nikita happily. She was laught, and actually ready hard. Riot couldn't help but be his own level of amusement as he watched her tremble. Maw parted in a grin, as his glaze flared with excitement.

Slowly, large body rose in a controlled prowl, as if he was about to pounce on his unsuspecting 'prey'. He did so slowly, and his eyes remained focused on her own, giving her plenty warning he wasn't done playing.
With a kick of his hind legs Riot playfully lept once more for Nikita, clawless paws flexed and poised for a grab.

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For a brief moment, Nikita turned her head and ears toward the sky. Her eyes trailed along the green glow of the canopy and the sky beyond. All the while her sore sides reminded her how long it had been since she had laughed in such a manner.

That thought tugged at her mind until it followed and dulled her senses to the world around. It was not common for her, normally, but she once again felt safe. Which was something else it had been so long since she had last felt...

And it was something she struggled to hold onto.

Than, as she was completely distracted, she was suddenly pulled back to reality. Her mind raced to comprehend what had just happened. The safe feeling vanished in an instant.

While her mind ran, her frame went into auto-pilot. Upper lips curled while her fangs almost lept from her mouth. A sharp hiss rattled in her throat. In an instant her fur puffed before she took a claw-extended slap toward Riot followed by an attempt to bite at him.

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Just as Riot lept for the air, it was as if he turned about in air. Time seemed to slow, when he took in Nikita's sudden change in demeanor.

Cutting the leap short, Riot top half reared slightly. Eyes pinched closed as he felt the slap of her paw across his maw. Quickly, in flinch his eyes winced open to see the bite coming for him. Leaning back more on his hunches a paw rose at tapped at the air at her through squinted gaze. He didn't touch her but it was as if he held back the reaction to smack her back, with how it teased at poking at her with the tip of his toes.

Ears back, his mind raced to catch up to what just happened, and struggled at the question why it did. They where just playing!

...Talk about whiplash.

A weird 'Romeow' Left Riot to combat her hiss, in a 'What did I do'?!

Leaned back on his hunches, a paw steadied himself on the ground as his other remained in the air, ready.

Riot's own eyes questioned her once his gaze was able to fully open. Tail twitched and smacked the ground with a frustrated 'thud'.

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Nikita's shoulders hunched and her head lowered so her burning eyes glared upward toward Cain. The points of her fangs seemed to carry that same glare toward him as they watched from infront of a curled lip.

"..."

All at once her mind rushed back to her, seeming to run into the backs of her eyes and forcing them to open wide. Her docked ears thrust forward and bounced to the odd noise coming from the mountain before her. It wasn't Cain or MS.

As if a child hiding behind a tree from a scolding parent, her lip slowly covered her fangs and her claws very slowly begun to sheith. They were just playing. She was safe. This was Riot... He was always so playful, he wasn't threatening.

Startled gaze fell to the side of Riot's cheek. The sight caused a soft mournful "trill" to whisper past her nostrils. Slowly her fur begun to settle, however, her frame remained curled tight so she could appear as small as possible.

"... a-are you alright?" She peeped amonst the soft trilling.

Her eyes continued to scan his frame for any more sign of injury.

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Riot's tail flicked to the side, and a heavy huff passed though his nostrils. Ow that hurt.

Maw opened, and tongue moved over lips. Raising his paw, Riot then licked the back of it and moved it over his sore cheek. It didn't feel like it was bleeding, but the side of his fat head was tender to the touch.

Eyes turned to look back at the receding Nikita who curled as small as possible. Her soft trill, caused his ears to bounce back up. His large tail slipped more slowly across the grass...

She must have been reacting to his pounce toward her. Riot would have to remember to be more mindful of such actions he made toward her....

With a breath, Riot answered her back with his own rougher trill. Straightening, his large body stretched to his full length, and with a step he drew closer to Nikita.

"Of Course." Riot hotly spoke, his smile rose on his sore maw. Leaning closer his head lowered and stretched out, wanting to touch his maw to the side of her own face. To give her a little reassuring nuzzle.

"I am earth after all." The large b'alam smiled, an arrogant tone hummed in his spoken words. One did could sharpen their claws on stone.

...Right?

"It's alright." He purred, he was going to be alright. The Tahtil, after all had been in scraps before, even though it was quite an unexpected slap.

It looked as if there was still some things to get past, curse those that had kidnapped her, and raised her in such a way. Riot was given wisdom and understanding, for Nikita and he knew he could never understand what she had to go though. He did know the anger it caused inside him when ever he choose to dwell on it though, if he ever got the chance to crush the two...he -would- take it.

Large, goofy and perhaps a little aloof, Riot still wasn't one to cross or challenge. A certain Tahtil in the sands, found such a thing to be true.

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Startled eyes watched carefully as Riot tended to the pain in his cheek. Nikita's maw pressed tighter together while time seemed to slow down just to make sure she saw what she had done. With each extra long moment she thought back to how this would have ended if this was Cain or Morning Star. They would have retaliated back. At least, she remembered Cain doing so once she had gotten older and begun to fight back. If she didn't fight back she was punished, if she did, she was punished. They deprived her of sleep if only to make her more complaint to their wishes. Even after she "cracked" to their will. Perhaps they knew she had not completely converted...

Time sped up to its normal flow at the bolder sound of Riot's trill. Her own ears thrust forward and bounced in tune to the sound. Before she knew it her head was bobbling to the light nudge of his nose.

The nudge knocked loose her tiny posture just enough for her head to rise slightly so she could tend to his cheek herself with careful lapse of her tongue. As gently as she could manage.

The rest of her frame still remained curled tightly around itself. All of that adrenaline was still coursing through her veins and taking its time to settle her still startled heart. Every other silent breath she drew she made a very soft, almost inaudible, trilling noise. The noise seemed a good replacement for words right now.

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Feeling Nikita's tending on his jaw and the side of his maw. A slow breath left Riot as he relaxed his hunches fully back on the ground. Closing his eyes, his head tilted to the grooming motions to his sore cheek. Turning his head he moved his head with the guiding of her tender affection.

All in time...

Ears angled and perked to Nikita's gentle trill, a soft rumble of a purr to answer her. His brown tail shifted and brushed along the brush under them.

The large Earth B'alam was still just over joyed that he had found his friend once more. And in time he hoped she could trust him to be more, and trust herself.

Riot felt she was his other half, and he promised Sir, Robert he wouldn't come home till he was whole again.

So, Riot would wait. He had searched the world for her, and he could wait a life time for her, if that is what she needed.

 

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Nikita continued to tend to the sore cheek for a few moments more exchanging soft trills of comfort. Her ears moved backward before she carefully lowered her head back down to her paws. If only these defensive-aggressive reflexes could be more controlled... Riot's face might be spared a few bruises.

Deep crimson eyes glanced up at where she had clawed at his cheek. She had to admit, he was resilient. Just like the face of a mountain would hardly wince at a stone being thrown at it.

"I told you to go eat your meal..." Nikita whispered as she looked away and rest her chin on her paws. It was a failed attempt to sound playful, but instead it sounded more sheepish and regretful. "...it might still get up and walk away..."

Her ears docked back. She was going to kill morning star for this... him and Cain both were responsible. And to think; they had more cubs to ruin.

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Riot's blazed blue gaze pulled it's self open as Nikita retracted her gentle laps on the side of his sore maw. His sight took in her recluse once more to a small ball white and black stripped ball.

A little smile tugged at his maw as she told him to eat once more.

"And I Told you, I wasn't going to let go..." The Rockface said stubbornly with a wild smirk.

His thoughts pulled at what was the feathered chunk of meat she had caught for herself, and what he took a large bite out of. Guilding it with his thoughts he dangled it just above her head, teasing playfully for her to snatch at it. He wasn't going to eat, unless she was doing the same.

The tree branch of a tail shifted behind him, as he let a amused look rest upon his features.

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Nikita's eyes trailed upward toward the pasty blood-soaked meat before her. Her chin remained still while she watched the offering sway like a metronome. He wasn't going to let go? Of course he wasn't going to, this was a game to him after all. It should have been a game for her too, but the event just moments ago still left her stomach feeling sour.

She wanted to kill Morning Star and the thought overtook her and sent her mood spiraling downward, again.

Riot's smile was as a safety line to keep her from sulking too deeply in the muck of her desired revenge. Like a string on a marionette the corners of her own mouth arched just slightly upward as he watched. It was cute to watch him try to be cheerful when she knew this had to have frustrated him just as much.

Her tail arched upward in a "c" briefly while she offered him a very soft trill. She wasn't going for the meat...

 

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Riot kept his thoughts trained on the mass of meat as he dangled it infront of Nikita. He knew she still struggled with the thought of the monsters that stole her and raised her. If you could call it a form of rearing.

The large mountain's tail flexed and flicked. They would get their retribution...

Just not now, it wasn't time. Right now, he was just trying to remind Nikita of the Nahtil that he had lived with, and had grown more then just fond of...

Blue eyes flicked down from the meat to look at Nikita as she trilled at him. He could see the crule of her tail. His focus however was on that smirk on her maw. Tail flopped on the ground, the earth almost seemed to rumble under them as Riot's head lowered to the ground and the echo of his pur radiated through Rock.

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As Riot shifted to the ground, Nikita inched a little closer while keeping her curled and small posture. She could feel the earth rumbling slightly below her as if the earth itself were bending to Riot's content emotion. Nikita's nose lifted a little to be leveled with Riot's own. Bright crimson eyes peered back at Riot like a bloody moon on a starless night. Riot's eyes seemed so different, yet, deep within the windows to his soul, there was still that cub excited to find pink rocks and tumble in the sands.

Her advance halted mere inches from contact with Riot's nose.

Once again she trilled than blew a slight breath toward him threw her nostrils. Her eyes were completely adverted from the meat, however, her ears remained pointed toward where the mangled fowl was being suspended by Riot's thoughts.

Nikita's tail rolled back toward the ground before the very tip twitched.

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