OOCHere you go! Sorry for the delay.Somewhere on the East Karbin Road
It had all been a trick. He should have known from the start. 'Be awake nice and early tomorrow, Treacle. We will be going out hunting.'
Treacle. Urgh, the only time his patron called him Treacle was when she was up to something; be it extra training or just another way to get under his fur. What she had been up to this time was neglecting to tell him what they had been ordered to hunt until they were beyond the walls. Glaring at the knight riding in front of him, Treachery couldn't help a letting a growl slither out his throat. He had crawled out of bed before the crack of dawn giddy and excited for this venture, expecting rabbits and feasts of meat to be his reward. He was, instead, hauled towards the stables, strapped into his poorly fitting hand-me-down armour and loaded onto Eulalia's back. The latter feeling as at ease with the situation as he did.
“No need to look so sour, Furball. It is still a hunt after all.”Yeah, sure. Easy for her to say, they might as well have been hunting wild beasts from her point of view. No, instead they were hunting Zith. All because some idiot pack had wandered into colony territory and tried to raid a caravan on its way from the mini-colony last winter. The higher ups wanted to located them before sending in a team. Somewhere along the knowledge that Zithanese was audible only to it's native speakers, had assigned Sera Kovan and her squire to the task. Personally Treachery wasn't sure how he should feel about the entire thing. He had killed his kind before, sure, but the last Zith pack he had encountered had been his old colony well over a year ago. The entire thing was threatening to cause an upheaval memories he would rather not deal with.
Banishing his concerns away, Treachery straightened how he sat, lazily flapping his wings to ease away the cramps forming over his shoulders. His horse didn't appreciate the sudden new contact against it's back and bucked. Panicing the zith clutched onto the saddle for dear life, as his patron tugged at the beast's reins calming her nerves. Funnily enough, despite technically owning Eulalia for a few season now, Treachery had never thought of riding her before. It was something that zith didn't normally do and while he understood fully that for humans, especially those cursed Drykas, it was the customary way of travelling. It still felt weak to have to rely on another creatures legs to walk for you especially when they didn't always agree with where you wanted to go.
“Oi, easy now. Shh. Treacle, I told you not to flap your wings about. It scares the horses.”The standard
“Yes,Sera” was grumbled at the knight as the zith was once again handed his reins. They had been riding for bells now, first down towards the mini-colony then, as the sun had risen, back north along where they had came. A while back they had taken a right turning at a crossroads, sending them east alongside the bronze woods. The entire time Treachery hadn't heard even a whisper of his own kind. The squire was beginning to think the intruders had simply came north for a one off raid. It would make sense especially since it was during winter when food was scarce.
A yawn crept out his mouth as their steeds continued to walk slowly onwards. Rubbing at the fur over his eyes, he could hear Kovan sigh obviously as enthusiastic as him. Birds twittered at each other as the tell-tell soft pad of a rabbit bouncing through the trees a few feet away. Great, now on top of everything he was hungry. After this was over he was definitely going huntin- The zith rose his head and listened again. He could barely make it out but it was there. It wasn't zithanese nor was it the sound of your typical forest critter. The sudden change in her squire's demeanour caught his patron's attention.
“What is it?”
“Something ahead. Not normal.”
“Let's go check it out. Ha!”And with that his patron spurred both their horses into a brisk trot, making Treachery solemnly wish he hadn't noticed anything.