Xin had been in Canis for a while. To be honest, he was starting to get a bit sick of it. Sure, he could prance around with the bones, but that could only entertain the small marten for so long. Bones, while fun, got boring after a while. He wondered if anyone was nearby.

Well, part of him wondered that, anyway. Another part of him hoped there wasn't anyone nearby. "Communicating" with other gembounds was exhausting. Most of the time, he couldn't even really...do much. Except for play. Playing he could do. ...Or running. He could do that too. But talking? Communicating? He was mute! He most certainly couldn't do that, much to his disappointment. He would like to talk, love it even! But he couldn't. It still hurt, he had to admit, knowing that most other gembounds could communicate properly while he couldn't.

He lay down and began to think about the other gembounds he had seen. They had all, aside from one, been able to talk. It was interesting to hear their voices. Each gembound had a unique voice, a voice all their own. And what did Xin have? Nothing! He was mute. He had no voice. And he never would. His eyes narrowed. Never. He would never have a voice of his own. He would live to be however old, and never have a voice. The thought, which had made him sad at first, now only filled him with anger. Never! He'd never be able to talk, never be able to share his thoughts with others!

Xin bared his teeth in anger. Tears had started to drip down his cheeks and onto the floor below. He wanted to scream, to let his frustrations out, but he couldn't! He couldn't scream, he couldn't laugh, he couldn't make any sound! And it made him angry to no end. Angry and sad. Sad and angry. The two worked together so nicely. He could be sad and angry at the same time. Tears continued to fall down, and oh how he wanted to scream, to properly cry, to make noises when he cried! But he couldn't!



Poor Xin baby

It was quiet here, lately. Not much going on. The mouse and rat population was slowly subsiding, one by one. Occasionally there'd be a burst within the numbers, but that was with breeding. As it was, between the lesser snakes and herself, there was almost not enough to go around, which was fine... the snakes were a preferred delicacy anyway. More fulfilling. Natural prey for a natural snake. A snake whose tongue was consistent in it's tasting. The air held a peculiar scent. She'd been following it with leisure for awhile now, but hadn't yet come to it's source. Today seemed to be that day, though. Her 17-some feet of muscle and scale pushed along the ground, crawling the way evolution had intended. Black eyes boar into the world around, never blinking nor expressing. Despite it, her intentions were not malevolent. Egahi wished to meet and greet, even if it smelled more like a quick meal. In time, Egahi came upon the flustered marten, his body language doing a lot to express how he felt. If she had the muscles to do so, a frown would be steep on her face, with worried lines to accent it. As it were, scales were her face, so she chose to approach with caution, slipping between rocks and lifting her head from the dirt a few inches. She observed for a moment, then gave a small shake of her head. "Marten," she started sweetly, "What doth ail you?" —————— "Speech." Thoughts. OOC: out of character Tag: @Xin