[PRP] Here's my Neck, Here's my Paw (Prisca & Xero)

[GunSniper]

The voice from the nantil caused Xero to growl once again. He could hear the thick coat of sarcasm dripping from each word she spoke. Of course this would be a cruel joke to her! Every bit of this was probably causing just a grand amount of joy over there.

For a brief moment Xero felt a ping of regret for not sucking her dry of her blood. It would have been rather hard for her to be so sarcastic without a drop of blood in her body... Eh, it wouldn't be worth anything to kill her anyways. He would be alone again, and that seemed a far worse fate than having to be around her jesting. As annoying as it was.

*Tch* Came Xero's response as he slid his paws forward than rest his chin between them.

It wasn't long before a surprisingly pleasant sleep took him.

Hoshi Lockhart

 

[GunSniper]

Xero had slept soundly throughout the entire day. Not even the crackling of the trees above swaying about in bursts of wind could make him even twitch an eyelid. By the time the sun and crept more than half way behind the hills opposite where it had started its journey, Xero had already unfolded his wings and tucked them to his sides. All while he was still asleep.

Than, *FLAP* Xero scrunched his nose to the sudden whip of fur against his thick skull. His eyes cracked open. Everything didn't burn, and, as the nan had claimed, the sun was gone along with its burning light.

Slowly his head lifted and his eyes widened. His headache was completely gone, as was the burning in his eyes. Everything looked and felt well with the world around. Even the light circling the nan was nothing comparable to the torture of that great ball in the sky- Wait.

Xero blinked as he studied the light. She had a dimmer version of the burning orb in the sky? Without thinking on how foolish he would appear, he looked down to his own feet to see if he too had that same circle of light about him... nothing.

His brow furrowed as he returned his gaze to the nan.

"Was that necessary?" He huffed in a very late response to the wake-up call. He purposefully did not comment on how dark it was nor her own glow.

Hoshi Lockhart

 

[GunSniper]

Xero frowned to the response he had received from the nantil. Of course he had felt silly for the accusations. Most of them were out of pride and simply unwilling to submit to anything she said. It seemed a fate worse than death to.

"That surely is not your call to make." He retorted with an edge of his own.

Once again he studied the dim circle of light around the other b'alam's body. The scales seemed to have been plucked from the stars and brought to her fur. With his sight they appeared slightly brighter than they would for any other b'alam, but still not enough for him to avert his gaze.

"No." He answered out of a pure suborn nature. Of course he did and felt all the more silly for his previous actions. Minus trying to eat her. That one he was more and more regretting that he had not accomplished. Kind of.

"Keep your damn sun... The sky looks far better like this. It does not burn to look at it, it does not pound my eyes through my skull."

He paused in his ranting.

"What do you intend to do now, sun bringer?" Her inquired coolly, yet sincerely.

Hoshi Lockhart

 

[GunSniper]

Of course Xero knew that this nantlil was right, he knew it and was more frustrated by it than one ought to be. Still, he said nothing nor willing to submit to that fact. She was the sun bringer, that he believed he would never stop calling her. Even if it did remind him of an incredible folly.

"You could leave, nothing is keeping you." Xero lifted his head and carried on as if he didn't care to be alone. "The world should be better without your presence in any case. You no longer look appetizing."

Xero's wings unfolded slightly from his sides and shook a bit while he tested the winds. The thought of the wind and its current quality would not distract him from yet another falsehood that he spoke. She did look good. Well, her blood did. He could remember its sweet taste. Such a found memory of tastes.

He swallowed what saliva had gathered in his maw and averted his eyes from the Sun Bringer.

"You are more trouble to have around than any drop of blood in your veins is worth."

Hoshi Lockhart

 

[GunSniper]

Xero could only sit still and brood while she reveled in her victory. Yes, she had won and continued to win because he would not leap forward and attack. He had spent the better part of the last minute talking himself out of such an action. Why he could not say. He did not want to be alone. This nan was the first one he had ever meet, the first being he had ever meet. Even if she had a big mouth and a sour attitude.

He watched as she bounded off with her last words still ringing around in his mind. Of course he would need more blood. This time he would remember to be careful. That cursed golden light that appeared on the horizon. Perhaps it would do the same thing again as a warning.

With a low growl he turned to the tree. This time he would have no problem navigating up the side of the trunk and making his way to a thick branch protruding from the side. One just high enough to where he could launch from. No one had ever told him how, but somehow he just felt that this was the way to go. Or maybe he wanted to show the tree that he could conquer it, as it would be the only thing tonight that he could best at anything.

His wings spread wide as he lept from the branch. There, the updraft. Xero wobbled a bit in the air before instinct started more to take over. A wide grin formed on his maw as he turned back to where he saw the light Nan speeding off over the horizon.

With what strength he could muster he sped forward and past the light Nan as if to point out that he could do something she so obviously could not, and that he could easily follow her should he decide to. No matter how far she ran, he could fly faster.

(6265 WC)

Hoshi Lockhart