A large golden tigress walked into Monoceros with her head held high with pride. She weighed a large 371 pounds, and stood a tall 4 ft at the shoulder. Not only that, she was equipped with deadly teeth and fangs, as well as claws. Her name was Orlaith Clawvale, and she was now a grown gembound. In her mouth was the body of a lesser gembound, a cave deer that she hunted recently. She decided that Monoceros was a good place to eat, or stash away her food. Well, she would figure out what she wanted to do momentarily. The tigress let out a loud roar to alert her presence. Would she find anyone here to converse with at least, or share her food? She didn't know at all. Younger gembound may be scared of her presence, due to the fact she was a grown predator. But they had no need to fear for she only attacks grown gembound who provoke her. She looked around, wondering if a single creature was present.

@Glory

Glory was resting outside of his forge, roosting on the ledge just outside, slowly bobbing his head, as if he were picking at prey. In actuality, between his claws was a thick piece of tanned leather that he was stitching onto another piece with thick, sturdy thread. Some kind of clothing item, or perhaps the padding for armor.

He sure noticed the tiger walking along the base of Monoceros, holding what looked to be a small deer in her jaws. It wasn't exactly a surprise to see someone walking around. Lessers frequented the cave often, as did Greaters, although Glory seldom interacted with most of them. Then again, that was mainly due to the fact that he spent pretty much his entire life inside of a single cave.

He paused as he stared down at the tiger, for a moment wondering if he'd seen her before. She looked a little familiar. The golden gem on her chest brought back a faint memory, but he eventually gave it up. There were lots of tigers roaming the caves. Chances are, they hadn't met before.

So he saw no reason to call down to her. He continued sowing methodically, lazily watching the gembound from his perch.

@Orlaith

Orlaith's call wasn't answered by anyone for the moment. When the tiger looked up, she saw a familiar gembound on a ledge. She stared for a moment, then her eyes slightly widened. Orlaith remembered him very clearly. It was Glory, the eagle who had scared her when she was just a cub. Well, Orlaith had been slightly rude to him at their first meeting. The tiger walked with prowess under Glory's ledge, and then she spoke to him. "Hello, Glory." She started off with a simple greeting. Her (British) accent holding the proper elegance of an adult female. "I suppose you don't remember me. I'm Orlaith, the cub that ran away from you when you scared her. Though I suppose back then I deserved it." Thinking back, she acted like a spoiled brat. "I would like to apologize to how I spoke to you. I have learned much since then." She took a glance towards the deer she killed. "How have you been lately? Would you like something to eat?"

@Glory

Glory watched with mild surprise as the tiger turned to speak to him. Out of courtesy, he stopped stitching the leather and listened to what she was saying. He cocked his head questioningly. She knew him already...then he was right! They had met before! She was right, though - Glory had too many things on his mind to remember a small meeting between himself and a tiger cub but if he thought really hard about it, he could remember maybe scaring her. Not intentionally turning her against him, of course.

His beak clacked approvingly at the apology. "Hello, Orlaith. I appreciate the apology, but there's really no need. You reacted to me as you saw fit and I was no lesser a creature because of it." Perhaps it was a little rude to talk like that, but Glory shrugged it off. "You've grown since we last spoke, although I'm not surprised - you were new hatched then, yeah?"

He observed the massive tiger with a small nod. Many great beasts roamed the caves and Glory greatly preferred ones with nice orange colors - like him and like fire. "I've been very busy, but busy is good. And thank you, but I've already eaten." He stood up, moving his leather so that it was nearer to the opening of his cave. "You should come up! See my forge!" It wasn't impossible for a four-legged creature to reach his perch - Elyon had done it before, but it would be a tough climb. The air around Glory's cave, as well, was scorching hot, thanks to the forge and the smelter within that never stopped burning.

@Orlaith

Orlaith looked up at Glory as he spoke. She was also glad that her apology was not needed. It seemed Glory already understood that she was just a child back then. Orlaith could also keep the meal for herself since the eagle already ate. "Yes, I was newly hatched back then." Her ears flicked when Glory offered her to come and see his forge. Of course, she would not turn down the offer. "All right, I'll gladly come up!" With great agility the tiger climbed up and reached the ledge on Glory's forge. She then entered his forge, but made sure not to touch anything. "It is really quite warm in here." Orlaith clearly noticed that as soon as she entered.

@Glory

Glory stepped into his cave ahead of Orlaith, relishing in the intense heat, but he wondered if it would be too much for a creature not adapted to it. He glanced over, wondering if she would comment about it, but was a little disappointed in her less-then-stellar reaction. "Well, uh yes! Quite hot, actually!" He pointed towards the forge before them, a circular stone creation that reached from the floor to the ceiling. Within the large hole in the center, it was easy to see a roaring fire, the glow lighting almost the entire cave. "That's the reason! My forge! I built it myself, you know."

He hopped over, lifting one of the blackened metal pokers that rested on the side of the stone and poked into the fire. "So, what can I do for you, Orlaith?"

@Orlaith