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 Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2016 11:02 am
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While he consumed the rabbit, Prisca had finished with her cleaning, enjoying the feeling of once again being clean. The scrap of her tongue over her own fur was relaxing. No different than jumping into a lake or river for other animals to get rid of the caked on dirt causing their fur to pull painfully against their skin. Course, she wouldn't enjoy the feeling later when all that ingested fur wanted to come back up. But nothing enjoyable in this world wasn't without a price, she supposed.
Once she was satisfied that no speck of blood or dirt or sticky bark was left, the Light B'alam settled down on the ground, tucking her front legs in under her body and dozing a little in the warm light of the sun while she waited for the tahtll to finish. Her mind had begun to drift when he suddenly cried out, making her jump straight back to her feet, expecting to see some herd of larger animals thundering towards them with intend on trampling them. A quick survey of the world around them proved they were still alone, save for a flying insect here or there. A little ant was clinging to one of her paws for dear life, probably not realizing it had crawled up onto a living creature. She blew it away before settling back down on her hindquarters. Her tail wrapped around her body, the tip still darting around violently as her heart still raced.
Wait, he said something. What was it?
"See?" she repeated, momentarily confused. "Because the sun is out and lighting up the world. Much better than the moon does on most nights. I think the better question," she added, leaning towards him a little, one paw struck out to support her body, "is why can't you see? Every other creature can. Or perhaps you just hit your head harder than you should have."
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2016 11:19 am
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Prisca observed the tahtll with unintentional growing compassion. That was right. He had tried to attack her. She thought he was going to rip her apart. That would have been a shame when she'd only been in the world for a brief time. There was too much to see and learn to be snuffed out so quickly.
Still...It caused her to ache slightly to see another uncomfortable.
Though the rabbit had helped enough to allow him to talk, the Light took note that he wasn't coming out from hiding or even was moving much. She was probably still safe. At least until the sun went down.
"Mm." Getting up from the ground, Prisca shifted her body so she was now sitting very close to him, using her shadow to help block out the sun from his eyes. Had he wanted to, or could, he would have been able to simply reach out a paw a few inches and grab her. Her front paw was sitting just inches from where his was. Or what could be seen of that leg under the wing.
"Perhaps. We have the same shape, but I don't crave your blood. Blood is no different than drinking water. It only fills for a short time. If I wanted you for food, I'd want your body. Not that I want you for food. Any animal satisfies me. Other predators would put up too much of a fight for the effort and outcome." She watched him for a while, than finally sighed and flicked her tail towards him, bouncing it purposely off his wings to get his attention. He had a whole rabbit in his stomach. If she offered her blood in the end, he shouldn't drain her, right? Nor have the energy to do more than bite. "Try to leave me enough to go through the rest of the day."
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 11:40 pm
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Xero's ears twitched forward to the soft hum the nan made. The movement sent a shot of pain through the side of his head and through his skull. He hissed again. This was beyond miserable. Now it would seem as though she was scooting closer, studying him. Perhaps that wasn't the miserable part. Aside the fact she had humiliated him and caused this eye-burning light to appear. Maybe. Still, had his head not been in so much pain this would be less of an undesirable experience. What was she talking about? Something about blood?
Before the pain had settled back to the numb throbbing he felt the soft fur of the other b'alam tapping the outside of his wings.
The gentle touch caused his wings to flex open just large enough for some of the light to get through. Though, surprisingly it was not as bad as before. Xero's eyes peeked from behind their lids to see a vague shadow highlighted by a burning halo of light.
His wings closed slightly while his eyes shut tight once again. His nose inched forward toward the tail offered while he took in a slow breath.
"... There is not enough in your tail... I can't bite it properly..." Xero spoke reluctantly. How he knew this was beyond him, the information just seemed to surface while he was 'testing' the tail.
Xero couldn't puzzle why she would suddenly change her mind. That was the kind of information he would have liked to have suddenly be known. She couldn't trust him, he gave her no reason to do so. Yet here she was offering something that she needed to live, something he could take away so easily. He did not want to take away all of her blood though, no matter how much he had to before. She needed it, they both needed blood. Besides, if he did, she would go away again... Not that that would be bad. Right?
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2016 2:39 pm
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The pinked tipped white tail never ceased in it's twitching, even as the tahtll moved closer to what Prisca assumed would be the bite. She'd never, naturally, been considered as a food supply to another, unless you wanted to count the little biting bugs. Which she didn't. They were small and never took a lot from anyone. This guy was not a bug. He was a B'alam like her. A larger one than her. Which meant he should need more nourishment than her.
Why was she offering her blood to him, again? Because she felt momentary compassion for his suffering? He did look pitiful, that was true. And she was very curious to learn more about their differences. Which she couldn't while he was in this state.
The Light nantlil bent down, pushing her face in close to his. She could only vaguely remember a flash of blue as far as his eyes went. And something odd about them.
"Then what do you need?" she asked, her hindquarters suspended slightly off the ground like a cat preparing to pounce, tail flicking back and forth quickly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 3:33 pm
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Prisca titled her head slightly at his words. Made sense. When she studied larger prey to determine if the effort was worth it, her instincts told her to attack the throat. Grab onto the throat, bring them down with your weight, and clamp your jaws tightly onto their neck until they stop breathing and moving. Was easier to do with smaller rodents. Two paws, one on their head, one on their stomach, was enough to keep them down for the death bite.
Though he only said he wanted blood, was it safe to bare her neck like that for him to bite? If it worked on other animals, the death bite would work on her.
Would depend on how much blood he wanted, she guessed. Leaving her alive for only a small portion of it would make more sense than killing her. Then she'd be around if he needed more. No sense in wasting what you didn't have to, right? On the other hand, she had to kill to get at what she needed. No animal could survive with half their body gone.
Prisca frowned slightly as she thought on it, then sighed, scooted a little closer, and turned her muzzle out of the way. "Only if you do not snap my neck or choke me or leave me with too little to survive. Or this tree will be your gravestone."
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 10:15 pm
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Xero only grunted in acknowledgement to the nan's warning. As much as he had wanted to moments ago all he wanted now was a drink. Something nourishing and something he could feel satisfied with. He had little idea on how much he needed, but that wasn't going to stop him. Talking was a pain right now and he wasn't going to tell her he had no idea how much was enough.
Given her personality, she would probably swat him or burn him fully with her light before he had a chance to in any case.
Carefully Xero scooted his paws under his frame than released a grunt as he pushed off from the ground just enough to get his maw at level with her neck. Long wings unfurled while his eyes shut tight for a moment. The extra light slammed against his skull with the full force of a boulder. No, he didn't want to make this one bring in more light.
Quickly he wrapped his wings around the both of them so the light would not be a bother, by much. Than, very carefully, he cracked his eyes slightly. Just enough to see the shadow of her neck. He could smell a perfect spot just behind her jaw.
Just as carefully he opened his maw and sunk his fangs in. A strange coat of saliva covered his sharp fangs before they broke the surface of her skin. The puncture site would numb and pleasantly tingle, quite the opposite sensation one might associate with the long sharp fangs of a dark b'alam.
Within moments of the generous donation Xero could feel his limbs strengthen, his wings felt as if they could move proper.
Than, as carefully as he had latched on, he removed his fangs from her neck, unwrapped his wings, than took a step back. His eyes cracked open a little before closing tight and his wings wrapping around his now sitting frame. He released a slight growl to the light still being a bother. Well, blood didn't fix that, but he did feel less useless. He felt stronger, awake, his pain had actually dulled. His tongue poked out and lapped any reminisce of blood that had remained on his lips.
The other, she felt there? Still...
"Are you alive still...?" Xero inquired flatly. An honest inquiry. He couldn't really tell if he had taken much out, or really how much blood was in one's body. She still smelled like she had a lot...
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2016 11:01 am
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Closing her eyes, Prisca prepared for what she expected was going to be painful, or at the very least, uncomfortable. She'd had little rodents try to bite her paws. It had hurt, even those little teeth. Not enough for her to let them go, but enough for it to sting just a little as sharp teeth penetrated her skin.
This, however, was not painful. She barely felt it. And even than, she wasn't sure if her mind was merely making her think she could feel it or if she truly could. It might have just been the rush of blood she was feeling. She could hardly tell it was over until he began to speak, again.
The Light nantlil moved her head back around, pale eyes focusing on a pair of greyish purple paws. Well, he was sitting. She guessed that was good. It was an improvement to sheltering and growing under thin wings. Such thin wings that probably didn't do much for anything. Didn't one need feathers to fly?
"So kind of you to ask," she spoke sarcastically, no matter that she had been the one to offer herself. She moved her own body into a sitting position, wrapping her tail around her paws. She couldn't meet him at eye level and wasn't feeling in the mood to look up. She settled for the grass on either side.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 1:51 pm
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Prisca titled her head slightly to the side, raising one eyebrow at his continued intentions to involve her in the sun. I mean, really. How could anyone in their right mind think she was responsible for the blaring sunshine from the sky? There wasn't enough light for her little orb to noticeably shine. But she supposed she could forgive him. On the excuse that he'd clearly just woken up and had no idea about anything. And why trust a stranger's word? For all he knew she was lying just to keep him sedated, still. Like she needed him for something, needed him fully aware of his surroundings just enough to suit her desires. So she had offered her blood.
Course that wasn't really it. She hadn't been long in this world, either. There was nothing she could have needed him for. Not yet. The world was large and she wanted to learn about it all. There might be something out there she'd want him for. Why not? Anything was possible.
The Light B'alam sighed, feeling the tinge of a little headache herself. How many times did she have to go over that?
"You think I have enough power to light the entire world? You are insufferable. Stay around until dark and I will show you how much I can brighten." Than she made a hmph sound in her throat and turned her head away to look somewhere else. She'd leave him behind if she had any idea of where to go. Put this annoying exchange behind her once and for all. Instead, she kept her ground and barely moved a muscle, except for continue flicking the tip of her tail, more urgently this time.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 1:24 pm
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Xero bristled to the answer he received from the nantil. She surely was a piece of work. How would she know that it went down? Again, the answer felt very obvious. His inner most being knew he was being quite stupid with his claims and over estimating the abilities of one woven just as he was. However, admitting it would mean admitting he was wrong. That had to have been a worse fate than anyone could have imagined.
A huff to mimic her own, only far deeper and gravely rattling around in his own throat, sounded shortly after her's.
"And how long would that be?" Xero retorted with a growl. "Surely you would know that, considering you know so much about this accursed light."
He allowed his disbelief to be as obvious in his voice as the sun sitting low in the eastern portion of the sky. Another side to this obviously silly questions, well, she couldn't leave without answering them! That would mean he won. By some law he just now considered might be set in some unspoken word. Xero guessed she was stubborn, just like he was. She had to be. She was still there, so that meant that was true, right?
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