// Tag! Arkrael~

It had been two days since the young fisher had injured his paw, and though the first day of suffering had been a swollen, hot mess, his paw didn't ache nearly so bad when he awoke in a patch of comforting blue lights. The floor of Polaris wasn't the most comfortable place, but the crystal outcroppings were nice to hide in and the blue light of small, baby Blue Things like the spire were comforting to the young fisher who associated basically anything to everything.

His big, dark eyes blinked lazily as he rubbed his good paw over his muzzle, holding back a yawn. His belly grumbled loudly, and he knew he wasn't about to get any more sleep until he found something to eat. Sick of the mushrooms and moss he had been nibbling on for the last few days, the mustelid wriggled to his paws, careful not to put weight on his weakest leg. With a gentle test, he decided that he shouldn't walk on it yet, but maybe soon. It was still a little swollen, but not so hot, and that was a great relief to the sleepy, hungry critter who just wanted some warm food.

Making sure his lucky rock was safe, nestled in some of the blue crystals, the fisher started off on his hunt. Sniffing around, he didn't really smell anything tasty. Leaving the glow of the Spire, Fisher went to explore the rest of Polaris, his senses alert for any food that might be around. Hopefully he could actually catch something with his limpy, three legged walk, but Fisher wasn't too worried. He had his magick, after all, so maybe he could just shock something instead of chase it. He had never tried using his magick for something like that, but then again he had only just got the power to do the shocky thing from what he assumed was the Blue Thing.

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A noise picked up in Fisher's ears and he froze, tail twitching as he looked around for the source. Was it food? He hoped so-- his stomach was still making the occasional, whiny grumble protests. He didn't smell mouse, which he knew very well, but... What was it?

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A heavy sigh escaped the young pup as the little she-wolf made her way through the main area of Polaris. There was a strange pain in her belly. Something she was definitely unfamiliar with, but for some reason she kinda almost knew what it meant. Hunger. She was absolutely hungry. Having not really consumed anything since she had awoken near the Trench. Only moments ago she had decided that she would try the glowing mushroom thing on the walls and to say the least she spit that out almost immediately. Arkrael sniffed idly, all the while lost in her own thought on just what exactly she was suppose to eat. She had not a clue on where to even begin looking.

It wasn't until a strange scent caught Arkrael off guard did the little she-pup come to a complete halt in her walk. She lifted her head up while her ears quickly became erect. Something was here. Perhaps food? Arkrael couldn't help but lick her own chops as she thought about something that tasted oh so yummy. She began moving again, this time slower and with easy steps. She did not want to alert whatever was near by. He knew for certain it wasn't her precious friend Tamelyn; she was further North. If she had been able to tell right from the scent tracks that had been left. That didn't matter right now anyways as she would eventually catch up with the quick-hoofed deerling.

She anxiously licked the front of her top lip as her head lowered. She could always try using that one thing that let her know where others were. It would at least allow her to know if it was something she could eat, or if it was another creature that shared the similarities of a bound gem upon their bodies. She stopped moving instantly and began to focus, still not too positive on how to use the sensation.

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It felt like an eternity before she suddenly felt just a soft vibration within her gem. Heard the humming song that was starting to become oh so familiar from her precious stone. The sensation raced down her body, chilled her spine to the point where it made her fur that ran down along her back to bristle up. She could feel them! Just barely she could feel the presence of another gembound! She wasn't exactly sure their true location, but they were here! It almost excited Arkrael to meet another creature, but it also kept her on her toes. She had been lucky thus far in her meetings of other strange creatures. Luck would run out eventually, but she at least hoped it would not be so soon.

"Hello?" She decided to call out to them, lingering within the shadows that just barely lingered around given the fact this place seemed to be well lit from all the glowing foliage around. It was a beautiful place from what Arkrael could see so far. She knew it would be fun to explore, but for now with her hunger forgotten only for the moment she would stand there and wait to hear a response.

It was too big to be food, and it spoke. Fisher's hopes were dashed as he peered into the shadows, seeing a creature outlined faintly by the pale glows of the fungi. It took the mustelid a moment, but as the fisher stepped forward he recognized the shape of the creature. Long, narrow muzzle, big fluffy body. The stranger looked distinctly like Isaac, but had a bright green eye and cloudy, mystical looking gem in it's chest. At any rate, Fisher knew that this mammal was certainly a dog and dogs were good, very good.

Tail wagging furiously, Fisher made his best barking noise, and did his best to imitate the way that his friend Isaac had spoke. "Hey!" His whole bottom wiggled with his tail, though he tried to keep the front part of him mostly still since his front paw was injured and all. "Who are you? I'm Fisher! Bark friends?" So far every canine and feline he had met had been wonderful, and he doubted this wolf would prove differently. He was quite excited... Maybe a fast, big animal could help him look for food.

Fisher pressed low to the ground and crept closer, head tilted up towards as he inspected the bigger mammal. Her fur was black and browns and whites, and she looked so fluffy and warm. Just like every other dog he knew, yep yep. There was no doubting it. He couldn't wait to learn their name, and perhaps convince them to go hunting with him. He sure hoped that dogs ate prey, unlike the many deer he had met. He had noticed that canines had pointer teeth like him, however, so he held hope on that matter.

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Audits pushed forward when a strange barking noise quickly rung in her ears. There wasn't a sound of malice within the voice as it began to call out and finally Arkrael saw the creature. It was a bit smaller than herself, but it had fur and a tail just the same. A tail that seemed to be wagging back and forth quickly and making it's rump wiggle along with it. Arkrael couldn't really ignore the excitement the little creature was displaying and her own tail began to sway to and fro as well. She gave a hop closer to the creature that started to talk and call himself Fisher. It was a curious name, one Arkrael rolled around in her thoughts before she gave a toothy grin.

"I'm Arkrael! Bark friends? Sure! What are bark friends?" Arkreal tilted her head to the side as she tried to figure out what Fisher had meant by bark friends. She understood what friends meant, and even what a bark was. Maybe it was because they both could bark and that was what would make them bark friends?

Arkrael still wasn't sure, but she didn't seem to mind too much either. She couldn't help, but move closer and give a few sniffs of the creature. It wasn't until she was much closer did she spot the stone on the back of Fisher's neck. "Oh! Awesome! You've one too" It seemed like everyone she met had a stone somewhere upon their body. Well, everyone except that strange wolf creature who called himself Wolf. Shaking her thoughts Arkrael bounced a bit on her paws. "What are you doing out here?" In the back of her mind the little she-pup hoped Fisher was out here looking for food too. Maybe it would be easier to find something to eat with two pairs of eyes!

The bark friend wagged her tail back, though she didn't seem to understand what bark friends were even though she clearly could bark and was friendly so he just decided to nod enthusiastically as she tried to work it out. "Bark friends are friends who bark together, and are basically the best." Ever since... Well, what happened to the annoying potential bark friend back at the Spire, Fisher had decided to be as nice to future canines as possible. They deserved it.

But she had already got all interested in his gemstone and he bowed his head, grinning like a wild man. Yes, he loved his shiny gem, even though he couldn't see it he knew it was The Best. His tail continued to wag and he continued to wiggle, his eyes bright. Then she got to the crux of the situation-- what was he doing.

"Hunt!" He barked, before feeling odd about the word. Hunt... He was hunting prey. Desperately he hoped she was alright with that, because last thing he wanted was a bark friend who didn't eat meat but he had to be NICE to them so it was just a big huge pain if she wasn't a carnivore.

Please, please, Arkreal, like the taste of mice, he begged quietly as he tilted his head. "I'm looking for mice! They're so yummy. Have you ever got a mouse before?" He leaned back on to his hind legs and waved his bad paw gently. "I hurt my paw though so I'm worried I won't be able to catch anymore mices and that... wouldn't be good. I can eat mushrooms and stuff but it's not as good, um, to me, anyway. I know lots of gembounds don't like eating mice."

Oh dear. How had all of these words spilled out of his mouth? What was he trying to prove to this big dog? Yes, he felt bad about Deus getting absolutely destroyed by that mean yeti he had basically summoned, but... She didn't know that. Even still, the guilt got to the young fisher and he rambled his bushy tail off.

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Fisher's wiggling was contagious. Arkrael's tail seemingly mimicking the movement as it raced back and forth. With her excitement the little she-pup lowered her front half into what could be considered a bow even as her rump was still up in the air, wiggling around with her wagging tail. A hunt?! Arkrael's eyes widened with a burst of excitement as her ears quickly pushed up. "Yes hunt!" Arkrael yipped excitedly.

Fisher continued on, explaining how mice were delicious and how he was trying to hunt them. A wide grin spread across her muzzle, exposing her sharpy puppy like fangs. "Mice are good! I've caught a couple before!" She yipped as she looked around the area they were in for a quick moment before looking at Fisher when he began talking about his injured paw. Arkrael's brows furrowed as her ears splayed out to the side at that. She was curious as to how he had injured himself. Maybe a golem had showed up? Arkrael only knew of Golems and them being dangerous and she hoped that wasn't the case with Fisher.

Shaking her thoughts, Arkrael pushed herself to stand up fully and began to sniff at the air. She would help fisher and catch him some mice! Maybe there would be enough for her to have some too. She was never against having a snack of those delicious vermin. She closed her eyes, focusing on the scents that surrounded polaris. It took a moment, but soon she caught it. A trail of a mouse. If she was lucky she would find more than one on this trail!

She didn't wait for Fisher, knowing he would surely follow. She began moving instantly, bringing her sensitive nostrils to the floor as she hurriedly followed the trail of the mouse. Her muzzle began to drool just a little bit at the thought of finding some mice for her new bark friend to munch on as well as herself.

The bark friend had caught mice before! Indeed, this gembound seemed to understand just how good tasty meat was, and this excited Fisher more than he already had been. His whole body wriggled as his new friend began to sniff the air and immediately seemed to pick up on a scent.

Eagerly, the fisher bolted after the wolf, his claws lightly clicking on the hard rocky ground of Polaris. His copper eyes flashed as he looked around eagerly for the mice hiding among the rocks and mushrooms around them. Surely there would be something... Something tasty he could snap down on, something fantastic to fill his hungry little belly.

The young mustelid wasn't the best hunter, but he knew well enough to stay quiet. He trailed as close to the larger animal, keeping close to her tail like he was a cat chasing a fluffy toy, trying to catch the scent she had. He couldn't wait to see what they would catch, nor could he wait to share a meal of real food with someone else. No one else had shared food with him, and it seemed like something they could really bond over. It excited him-- maybe, just maybe, him and this barkfriend's friendship could make up for the loss of...

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Fisher shook his head and his gem sparked lightly. A faint, delicate trickle of electricity began to build up in the small brown noodle's fur. Once they found the mouse, or whatever else, it was just a matter of zapping them! At least, that would be the easiest way for a clumsy, hampered weasel-beast to catch a quick, tiny thing.

Sure enough, the pair of Gembounds were hot on the trail of a small rodent. The creature had created a small burrow in a pile of nearby rocks, and there it hid while two predators roamed above. And yet, it could feel their pawsteps on the ground; it could sense their approach, and it wouldn't be able to stay hidden for long. The disturbances they created in the earth was enough for the mouse to scuttle out of his hiding place, racing across the ground in front of them - and then, through painful misfortune, it found itself suddenly shocked by the fisher. The mouse squealed and froze, its tiny heart nearly beating out of its chest. It stood there, twitching; microwave dinner at its finest.

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Multi-colored eyes went unblinking, searching for what she knew was there. The scent grew stronger and stronger the closer she got and the little wolf pup. The moment the little critter decided to rush out of it's safety Arkrael saw it instantly. She gave an instinctual growl as she quickly bolted after it. Chasing it along it's path as she quickly began to catch up to it. However, when her fur suddenly went on end and there was a distinctive snap in the air Arkrael skidded right to a stop as she watched sparks ignite around the little mouse. Arkrael watched curiously as the thing has froze to it's spot, twitching from where it stood.

Instantly Arkrael grinned, guessing what had happened. Her dear friend could do that. Fisher was an electric fisher! Arkrael moved around the twitching mouse and easily used her front paw to bat it right over to her new bark friend to where it rolled and bumped right into the Fisher's feet. "Here you go!" She yipped happily. She would find her another! There was no need to be greedy when her new bark friend would have a harder time finding food with his injured paw. Happy that Fisher got a snack for the time being Arkrael turned about. Lifting her nose up to test the air for something else.

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And there it was. Something delectable upon the air and Arkrael closed her eyes to concentrate on just where it was coming from. She moved around a few paces, before she finally found which way it would be. Maybe there would be more than just one this time. She wasn't sure if that one mouse would fill Fisher's hungry belly. She knew one mouse for her was definitely not enough to sate the hunger of her tummy. She was a growing wolf! She would need all the sustenance she could get her fangs in. If that first mouse didn't fill Fisher up then Arkrael would give this next thing to him as well. She could wait to feed herself no matter how hungry she was at the moment.

Fisher was surprised when the mouse bolted just too close and got zapped. He was so stunned that at first, he thought maybe the wolf had done something and not himself... But actually, it really had to be Fisher's talent, after all. He was the best hunter. Why had he never actually tried to just zap mice dead before? It was such a genius move! He barked a short, happy woof when the barkfriend passed him the mouse with a bat of her paw.

He wasn't about to turn down the meal either. He plopped down next to the mouse and dug in, the warm, sweet taste of meat filling his senses. It was so good to eat. He felt like he was starving, but even just a few bites was enough to take off the edge of his hunger pains. His eyes lit up as he watched Arkrael go back to hunting for more mice, something which made his tail twitch. He would hurry up and eat the rest of his prey so he could join her and find more prey for them to eat.

Fisher got down to the bones fairly quickly, and munched on them gingerly. He didn't quite get that they were separate from the meat just yet, more like just a crunchy core that he didn't think about too much. He figured he had gotten all of the good bits out and scraped out a shallow hole to shove the remains in, stretching with a joy-filled grunt.

He carefully tried to tail after his friend, trying not to interrupt her. Seemed like she had already found another something to catch and eat. This time he would definitely just watch.