Savitaire chuckled “Who says once I am accepted I’ll bother with hiding what I am? If I am accepted in to the Order I’ll have their protection and they will have mine, I won’t need to hide then. As for thieves and their ilk, so be it, I’ll enjoy the fight and if they come after me personally perhaps I’ll invite them for lunch.”
One would get the feeling that those foolish enough to put them where he could get them would never be seen again. Especially if they followed him in to the forest. He watched her eating the grass, the apples long forgotten by his stomach, seemed the both of them had the same idea in mind. “Tell me about your race, I have never seen one who can change forms from human to animal, I assumed only my kind can do that. I find I don’t mind being wrong…”
He studied her from the shade of the tree, he could see a lot of her equine qualities in her even though she had a human shape. It was in how alert she was, the flaring of her nostrils when a new scent teased the air, her height and the subtle play of muscles under her skin. There were obvious signs like her eyes, but he also noticed she was still anxious, like a rabbit who found themselves at the attention of an eagle. “If you are hungry I can show you a place that gets attention from deer from time to time, the grass is so tall it comes to my waist. There is a wide variety of green things that might appeal to you, we can follow the creek to get to it.”
Sounded like he spent a lot of time around in these parts, it would probably also be a sign that he had established a territory. Predators usually didn’t like strange things in their homes, yet he was willingly allowing her the ability to find a meal. Mostly he did it to get away from any possible wandering patrols that might come by and disturb them. While they usually didn’t come in where he had set up his hunting grounds, the area they were in occasionally got a cursory glance, he liked privacy. “I don’t plan on hunting myself, I think you’d panic if I did, so don’t worry.”
One would get the feeling that those foolish enough to put them where he could get them would never be seen again. Especially if they followed him in to the forest. He watched her eating the grass, the apples long forgotten by his stomach, seemed the both of them had the same idea in mind. “Tell me about your race, I have never seen one who can change forms from human to animal, I assumed only my kind can do that. I find I don’t mind being wrong…”
He studied her from the shade of the tree, he could see a lot of her equine qualities in her even though she had a human shape. It was in how alert she was, the flaring of her nostrils when a new scent teased the air, her height and the subtle play of muscles under her skin. There were obvious signs like her eyes, but he also noticed she was still anxious, like a rabbit who found themselves at the attention of an eagle. “If you are hungry I can show you a place that gets attention from deer from time to time, the grass is so tall it comes to my waist. There is a wide variety of green things that might appeal to you, we can follow the creek to get to it.”
Sounded like he spent a lot of time around in these parts, it would probably also be a sign that he had established a territory. Predators usually didn’t like strange things in their homes, yet he was willingly allowing her the ability to find a meal. Mostly he did it to get away from any possible wandering patrols that might come by and disturb them. While they usually didn’t come in where he had set up his hunting grounds, the area they were in occasionally got a cursory glance, he liked privacy. “I don’t plan on hunting myself, I think you’d panic if I did, so don’t worry.”
