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

[[ Radical Dreamer ]]

The lean against him, didn't go unnoticed. However he did think it almost too amazing to be true, perhaps she was just tired.

As he was given a glance, a paitaint sigh released from the mountain. Giving a smile, he spoke in Ernest.

"At least let me feed you properly, before you decide what you are going to do." The Balam spoke. Knowing she would wait for him, but also letting her know it didn't have to be a permanent or forced thing. He just worried about her, and if she did want to part ways, he would know she was rested and had a full stomach.

Bending his head down to the cloth that was by them, Riot nosed free a familure red orb.

"Oh, and here. You dropped this..." With a little nudge the Ruby, it rolled towards Nikita.

Keeping his head lowered, he managed to just see that Crimson gaze of hers. His maw broke in to a smile, and his left scared eye dashed a wink. Picking up his head, Riot turned himself to find some food and water for the both of them.  

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Nikita's ear flicked toward Riot as he spoke again in defense of why she needed to stay there. Or maybe it was just enhancing the idea of her own choice to remain where she was. He had to have been scared that she would wonder off again. Part of her still wanted to, really. Thankfully the thought of remaining seemed to be more dominant at the moment, aided by the fact that her limbs were still raw and worn.

Carefully her head bobbled up and down, only tapping lightly against her forearm. Nikita would remain there while he hunted.

As Riot mentioned that she had forgotten something, her eye cracked open to see the precious jewel. The one she felt so unworthy to have anymore. With a taken breath her head lifted a little while her paw reached out to scoot it close her her frame. The movement was a taken opportunity to curl in a tighter ball with the gem being at the center.

While she moved, she had just barely managed to catch a glimpse of the wink. The gesture caused her to blink up at him almost vacantly. But what did it mean?
Her gaze didn't linger long in her confusion over what had just taken place. Within mere moments she placed her chin back on her forearm and closed her eyes again.

She opened her mouth and thought to have said 'thank you', however, what truly happened was a mere soft breath escaping her maw before she begun to drift back to a light sleep.  

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It had been a good twenty mins, before a nearby rustle came about 50 yards where Nikita lay.

"Oh come on!" came off in the distance from an frustrated whine.

Then suddenly it looked as if a fawn had popped its self free from curtain of bushes. It had a distressed look on its wide-eyed face. Quickly it darted forward, as if to try and escape a huge, noisy and vary obvious threat.

A lights thunder of earth rattled as Something chased after it. Leaping over the bushes, Riot's pink and brown frame Was made known with a heavy 'thud'

The deer, bounced forward and in Nikita's path. Not seeing the Nahtill till the last second, the baby reared up and quickly tried to change course.

There was two of them!?!

With a snap of his tail, Riot changed course and leapt for the creature in mid-air.

Claws latched as body, caught the paniced animal. Teeth quickly bared down on it and it's neck.

It squelled, and trashed to be free. In a second It was silenced, by a pressure clamping down on his neck. With a crunch, the animal went limp.

Dropping the meal, Riot pulled his head back, to lick at his maw. Taking in a breath he puffed.

It had thought it could get away, well....it's mother did. Thanks to his fat head....

Nikita didn't need to know that part, he thought happily to himself. That was until blue eyes. Caught the sight of familiar surroundings. O.o

no-was he.

Those Blue eyes slowly turned to look to where he had left Nikita.

Swallowing he hoped, she hadn't caught that poor display of a hunt-one he almost failed. His tail lowered...

As wide eyes looked back at her...she had done such a good job hunting and stalking those fish, and he...managed to scare a set of deer, and only catch the little one.  

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Within five minutes of Riot leaving her side to hunt, Nikita had drifted off into a deeper slumber. One that she was not used to falling into and would be the second time within the past few days that she had. Her frame was as compact as it could have possibly become in a tight ball as she slept.

Even as the deer strayed toward her on the path, she remained curled and in a sleep so deep the world was nothing but an oblivious void. Thankfully for Riot she was unaware of his goof-up in catching a finer prize of a meal. The rattling of the earth caused her to flinch, but there was nothing more past a heavy sigh and deeper breaths.

Above, gray clouds begun to roll in and the crisp sent of a long overdue rain. The gentle tapping of droplets kissing the tops of the trees could be heard overhead. At first it was slow, but the smell gave reason to believe that it would be picking up at any moment. In the distance a soft rumble could be heard to follow a couple of moments after a subtle flash of light.  

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Riot froze, and his ears remained pointed and perked ready to hear a witty comment from the Nahtill. Of course she would have one....

However As nothing came, except the rumble from the sky above and soft droplits, tapping on the leaves above. Riot's ears flicked and twitched...hmm.
Riot's tail shifted in thought, perhaps she didn't see it-and maybe sleeping.

Picking the up the warm deer, Riot carried it over to where Nikita lay. Blue eyes, took in the sleeping Balam. Releasing a soft sigh, past the meat-he admittly was releaved that she didn't see his blunder on the hunt. Setting the meat down, Riot quickly set to work on making a dish to collect rain water, as well as a forest umbrella to keep him and Nikita dry.

The gather of leaves cupped together to form a bowl was easy enough, but now how about a shelter.

Hmm...

Turning his head, Riot took in the sight of two nearby rocks. Two of which he quickly went too work in pushing them closer to Nikita. The large boulders, seemed to move easier then they should have and it was Quickly done. Focusing on the work and making a suitable 'den' for them, he didn't think too much on it One rock was larger then the other, which would make a perfect slant for a 'roof' With a few gathered branches, and limbs, a roof was constructed over Nikita. Pushing a log at the back of the rocks, created a wall. In a quick passing of time, they had a nice dry place to sleep.

Finishing, Riot shook out his coat. Work done, and a meal was well deserved. Slowly he started to scoot closer into the den Next to Nikita. Pulling the meat closer, Riot made himself comfortable and started to eat.  

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Despite all of the rumbling of the earth shifting about competing with the increasing demand of the sky, Nikita remained oblivious in her slumber. Her frame twitched, bristled and tensed as if she were ready to suddenly jump and maul something close by, however, it was a hollow threat. Her ears twitched than docked back. Her frame curled more against itself.

Even the tips of her toes begun to twitch with the bridge of her nose and upper lip, as if they were all pulled by a string.

"mrrrrrrr..." She growled while her brows twitched in a brief furrow. "hsssss..."

The strange spurratic twitching came to sudden halt while Riot carefully made his way into his cleverly constructed shelter. The low growls and soft hisses melted away to a nearly inaudible purr struggling to rattle within her. As if it were struggling to simply get started. It tried. She tried. She was asleep... again. Perhaps it was just her body felt safe (her mind just had trouble catching up to the notion) enough to drift into a deep deep sleep. Deeper than the sweet smell of blood from Riot's 'hard earned' kill.  

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Chewing on his meal, Riot was sure to make sure to leave the better half for Nikita.

Licking his maw, Riot begain to vary carefully groom himself. His movement was at a minimum, as he didn't want to disturb Nikita. Moving his paw he turned the pad toward his maw, and he carefully cleaned his toes.

Releasing a sigh, Riot rested his paw down and lowered his fat head on the blue gauntlet. Azure eyes slipped over to watch Nikita as she slept. Hoping one day, he could be there for her in a way she would let him and see that he wanted to.

"I love you, Nikita." Left Riot in a sad sigh. Closing his eyes, Riot's head turned and his ears kept focused on their surroundings. A branch like tail, swept closer around them.  

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Nikita remained asleep while Riot carefully maneuvered the tiny space they had to have his meal and clean hims paws. Her frame remained curled as tight as possible around itself.

Both eartips bounced to the tone in Riot's voice. Slowly she drew in a deep breath and begun to uncurl and press against the big-headed fur-tree behind her. The purr rattling her frame became louder as she shifted in her sleep. A single paw stretched out, paw open wide, than quickly retracted to her frame and the the ruby.

Her head shifted than turned upside-down so that her horns rest partially on the ground. Nikita's frame also twisted slightly so that her belly was partially turned upward with her paws tucked firmly against her frame.

It wasn't normal to rest like this. In fact this was the first time she had done so since she was a cub. This was also the first time she had drifted into a comfortable sleep, despite the events merely hours ago.  

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Riot's ears shifted and turned to Nikita's purr. Felling her shift againt him, Riot opened his eyes a little. Shifting his gaze to the corner of his sight, seeing the white ghost roll partly on her back.

Releasing a breath, a little smile rested on Riot's maw and a purr slowly started to rattle from the mountain. Vary mildly, large front paws gripped and grabbed at the earth under them. Nikita's purring was enough to start the rock's own purr, and happy cub like kneeding.

Riot thanked the weaver, that he was able to find her. As lost as she stil was, he found her, and would help her find herself.  

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Nikita had been lost in a pleasant dream. Here it was warm, comforting, kind, welcoming. It was so wonderful that Nikita had been completely lost in it. That is, until it suddenly took turn for the worst. Dark clouds and blood suddenly overtook her senses and caused her frame to tense. Her face scrunched away the content purring. Why was this happening now? It could have been her awareness was returning and the smell of the deer kill had managed to finally reach her nostrils. Yet, it was not enough awareness to pull her from her dreams just yet. She could see Cain coming again, his wings flared out and teeth bared and dripping with blood. He had already taken Riot and Sir. Robert, their carcasses cast aside.

A flash of light tore across the sky and a rumble of thunder shook the earth.

With a sharp breath Nikita's eyes shot open, pupils narrowed. As if pulled violently by a string Nikita kicked and rolled over with claws barred on all paws. This desperate attempt to escape to the now muddy forest floor.  

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Riot's head shot up, as Nikita shifted. Alarmed his own ridged rose, as his body braced. His tail, shot stright out and puffed. His thoughts where a bit fog, as he had just begain to fog over. He was quite alarmed by the moment, and too stunned by a sleep that almost came, to do anything. A thunder shook over the trees.

Wide eyes, turned with his head to look at the Balam next to him.

Nikita! What was wrong?! She had been sleeping so peacefully...

He recalled a cub the nightmare's he would have after the dreadful night-did she still have her own?

All he had time to do in his daze was turn his head and look at the flash of white  

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Once Nikita was free of the snugly warm cave she scrambled to her feet in a blur of mud, torrential rain, and claws. Her tail, once puffed, soon became so drenched the fur hung from her tail as moss from an old tree's branch. Crimson eyes darted every which way to find stability in what just happened.

Another flash of light and a rumble of thunder.

That's when she saw the flash of pink from under the rock. Her shoulders hunched while her head lowered and nose wrinkled to show off her sharp teeth. It wasn't Cain, it didn't smell like Cain. It didn't smell like anything.

Droplets of water rolled from the wrinkles in her nose and her flared whiskers.

*hissssssss*

Nikita's tongue curled while her soaked mouth parted. Very slowly and cautiously she begun to back away. Her mind had not full gaped the reoccurring nightmare with reality. It was a nightmare she knew all too well, since that terrible night it was often present in her sleep when she could manage.  

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As Nikita flared from the cave, Riot followed her out of the cave with his sight. She was rabid again, or so it seemed.

Not this again....

A Breath released from Riot, as his fur started to settle...

"Nikita! Come back inside." Riot called back to her hiss, sighing his tail flicked and wrapped around his body.

It was raining and there was a storm around them.

Ear's perked forward as his blue eyes noted she started to back away.

Oh, please don't run.  

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Nikita watched carefully as the figure begun to shift and move. With each movement the pink-haired thing made she moved slowly away, backing up and not taking her eyes away from the figure. Another flash of light and rumble of thunder caused her frame to twitch and tense. She could out run-

'Nikita'? Her name coming so kindly from the mountain caused her to blink. The wrinkle on the bridge of her nose smoothed out and her teeth were concealed again. Briefly her tail perked up with a slight "c" crook at the tip while her ears sprung forward. A soft trill, mostly masked by the rain, sounded from the mostly groggy fire-b'alam.

A deep breath clawed past her dry throat. This was far from a nightmare. At least, the one that she was having.

While she begun to move back toward the 'cave' her tail and ears lowered again. Her tongue lapped up what it could of the droplets teasing the edges of her maw.

She stopped at the threshold of the neatly crafted shelter. Her defeated gaze looked about the entrance and what room was in the cave before settling on Riot's eyes. This time the grumbling sky went ignored.

Was there even room in there?