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RE: Seafoam - Dread - Jun 26 2021
Dread had, in fact, already dropped his quarry--it'd fallen to earth with a heavy thud somewhere near Charon. He himself came in to land a few moments later: a graceful sweep of wings and tail, a soft thump into wet sand.
He eyed their kills critically.
If it wasn't, they could get more--but hopefully a big deer would (as it was for him) be plenty of meal for a single sitting. He didn't know how ice worm-hybrids ate, though, or whether they maybe ate a bunch of stuff all at once, or what!
Anyway, it was the polite thing to ask, he figured, so he did.
RE: Seafoam - Bone - Jun 26 2021
"Good kill," Bone offered, as she came in slow and heavy. Her catch was tossed down from hefty claws, and then she herself slammed to shore a few yards away, folding her wings against her back.
"After you've eaten, did you want to hang out here for awhile? Did you--get the answers you needed?" she added, a little carefully. She knew the answer was "no;" Dad had been disappointingly ignorant of the reason for his own changes. That wasn't his fault--it wasn't anyone's; there were too many things that nobody knew.
@Charon
want to fade out or something soon?
RE: Seafoam - Charon - Jun 26 2021
”It's enough,” Charon assured, eyeing the flattened deer of Dread's curiously. Not out of any want for more food, he had his own, but he'd only ever seen things fall and just... flump into snow.
”Thanks,” he said to Bone, and set a paw on the deer's flank, ”But uh...”
Answers? Hm. Maybe, he didn't know. So he shrugged and pulled the deer's mouth into his maw, tossing his head back and letting gravity do the work as he swallowed it whole in record speed. There was no ripping or tearing or anything really messy aside from his takedown.
Once that was over with and the discomfort of the deer stretching his throat was over, he turned to Dread and Bone, tail sweeping across the sand and leaving a deep rut. ”Usually after a meal I take a nap... that okay? I can do it in the hole,” he said, ”I wanna think for a bit anyway.”
@Dread
yeah! was thinking charon could nap, chrysalize, and that'd be that
RE: Seafoam - Dread - Jun 26 2021
Dread watched, silent, tail waving slowly behind him. When it became clear that Charon wasn't about to eat all three, at least not immediately, he tore into his own: his wasn't a smooth whole-swallow, but the slow crunch of bones and tear of tendons.
But between bites he answered:
After a moment he scooted forward, careful maneuvering of his hind legs shifting the remains of his own meal into his talons. He looked to Bone.
Another brief moment's hesitation, awkward, and he blurted a loud
exit Dread
RE: Seafoam - Bone - Jun 26 2021
Bone watched her father go, a murmur of assent agreeing to join him shortly. But for now, she lingered behind, looking first to Charon.
"You'll be okay-?" she asked--"You can find me again in Ursa, if I'm gone by the time you wake up--Dad'll protect you if you need him. He's-... good-hearted, beneath the, uh, awkwardness," she apologized, with a good-natured tone, and expression. The veracity of the statement was questionable, but Bone believed it, anyway.
"Rest well," she added, gently nudging the third deer toward Charon. She could leave that one with him: a snack, maybe, for when he woke.
She gave her sibling a warm glance, and after awaiting his response, she took flight after her father--lumbering, slower, but steadily rising in the air.
exit Bone (edited!)
RE: Seafoam - Charon - Jun 26 2021
Charon could relate immensely. He was no poet, often just... saying things outright. If things didn't make sense he rarely found himself able to think about it, so Dread being awkward and not knowing out to say goodbye or how he felt about the whole affair aside from some loud words was actually comforting.
”... See you,” he said, waving gently before he turned to Bone, nodding slowly, ”I uh... I get it. When I wake up I'll go see him again. Or uh, I'll try, I guess, I dunno how the hell I'll get over the water but I'll figure it out.”
He inched forward and touched his tail to Bone's, the smallest gesture of affection he could manage without feeling uncomfortable. But he wanted to, he wanted Bone to know he appreciated her without having to say it. Saying it out loud felt hard and weird.
”I'll come back to Ursa in a bit, bye Bone,” he said and promised, dragging the deer into the hole and finding a comfortable spot to curl up in, sighing softly.
Charon didn't find it hard to fall asleep. With a full belly and endorphins floating around in his head, he was off like a light. The only strange thing were the shards of diamond slowly crawling up his sides, his chrysalis sluggishly forming, like he was almost reluctant to go. But there was no stopping it at this point, and perhaps... perhaps he'd wake with wings.
Exit Charon
@Bone