Jun 17 2016, 10:40 PM
They'd been silent in their growth, developing with only their split personalities to keep them company. Tag-und Nacht had developed into a lithe beast with a streamlined barrel of a body supported by thin stilts. There was a much clearer boundry between who Sköll was and who Hati was. Since they were the only company they had, they learned to share their limited body that they were forced to walk in together.
For now, however, it was Sköll—the radiant moon—that often fronted. Not even Hati could argue the fact that the calculating and observing nature of the moon had managed to keep them alive and allow them to find easy sources of food. Not that it was very difficult in Eridanus, anyways. The whole cavern was just a burgeoning cornucopia of flora and fauna. Sometimes he ate strictly fruits from the twisting trees of the room, due to a lack of lesser Gembound prey, and other times, he feasted happily on flesh and bones. It was all adaptation.
Of course he'd visited the Alpha a few times, curious to know more about the strong female that roamed Eridanus with a confident stride and a puffed out chest. Behind the wolf, however, the strangest little being followed, like a little shadow of hers. He never quite got a good look to see what exactly he was. There was only a flash of inky black feathers with an iridescent sheen. He did note, however, that the wolf and the creature never touched. There was always a slight difference between the two, but they were close. Sköll could just tell as he watched from the treetops.
The Galahound hardly ever found the courage to confront the eldritch being, oddly enough. It was likely Hati's voice screaming in the back of their headspace against it, claiming that the creature was absolute poison.'I doubt it is made to behave like poison, brother mine.' Focusing on the magicka that swelled within the stone embedded into the roof of the Galahound's throat, Sköll hardly heard the snappy response of Hati's, 'you doubt that. The problem is that we don't know for sure how they are. There have only been glimpses of them with the Alpha.' Huffing lightly, Sköll lashed his tail as he lowered his head to the branch he was clinging to. 'Don't worry, brother. You're getting far too worked up over this. Should anything go wrong, you know that we could likely outrun him.' At that, Hati fell silent.
The cat had gotten a hold of his tongue. Using the dexterous claws of his, Sköll clung to the branch that they had perched on. A scent fell upon his nose, one that of a lesser Gembound bird. They weren't exactly hungry at the moment, but Sköll hunted for a different reason today. Wriggling his hips slightly, he leaped at the bird. Landing with a single paw on it and his jaws wrapped about its nape, Sköll had already won. With little hesitation, he ended the rainbow spinner's life and took it into his jaws, plopping down on the branch and waiting, garnering a quiet thought from Hati.'What the hell are you doing?'
For now, however, it was Sköll—the radiant moon—that often fronted. Not even Hati could argue the fact that the calculating and observing nature of the moon had managed to keep them alive and allow them to find easy sources of food. Not that it was very difficult in Eridanus, anyways. The whole cavern was just a burgeoning cornucopia of flora and fauna. Sometimes he ate strictly fruits from the twisting trees of the room, due to a lack of lesser Gembound prey, and other times, he feasted happily on flesh and bones. It was all adaptation.
Of course he'd visited the Alpha a few times, curious to know more about the strong female that roamed Eridanus with a confident stride and a puffed out chest. Behind the wolf, however, the strangest little being followed, like a little shadow of hers. He never quite got a good look to see what exactly he was. There was only a flash of inky black feathers with an iridescent sheen. He did note, however, that the wolf and the creature never touched. There was always a slight difference between the two, but they were close. Sköll could just tell as he watched from the treetops.
The Galahound hardly ever found the courage to confront the eldritch being, oddly enough. It was likely Hati's voice screaming in the back of their headspace against it, claiming that the creature was absolute poison.
The cat had gotten a hold of his tongue. Using the dexterous claws of his, Sköll clung to the branch that they had perched on. A scent fell upon his nose, one that of a lesser Gembound bird. They weren't exactly hungry at the moment, but Sköll hunted for a different reason today. Wriggling his hips slightly, he leaped at the bird. Landing with a single paw on it and his jaws wrapped about its nape, Sköll had already won. With little hesitation, he ended the rainbow spinner's life and took it into his jaws, plopping down on the branch and waiting, garnering a quiet thought from Hati.
@Salethyr