Macaque you a question (Shiress)

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Macaque you a question (Shiress)

Postby D'Varrus Tomva on April 28th, 2022, 4:18 pm

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87th of Spring, 522 A.V.

D’Varrus was relaxing in the sun dappled shade just off the cobblestone path when he heard a thoroughly curious noise. A bunch of monkeys had started hooting at something, and at first he had thought it was him they smelled till he heard a woman cry out. He was up on all four paws in tick as he started loping down the cobblestone path till he came across a sight he hadn’t been altogether expecting.

There in the middle of the path was a woman and her boy being harassed by a troop of macaques. One had just hopped off a nearby limb to approach the boy who appeared to be balancing a toy in one hand and a fruity treat in the other. D’Varrus could have guessed easily enough what was going to happen next, and even started to slow down as it didn’t seem the pair were in any true danger when the boy’s toy came to life. In a blink, the toy now significantly larger and more lifelike leapt onto the macaque, pinning it down to the ground.

D’Varrus didn’t see what happened next because another macaque dropped down from a tree to land on the back of the woman’s head, grasping at her hair as it screamed out something shrill. The macaques still up in the trees started throwing things at the thing that was savaging their companion on the ground, and quicker than D’Varrus would have thought possible, he watched as the blur of the creature that had been the boy’s toy scampered up the tree to grapple onto another macaque that started screaming. Soon they all were screaming with the rest of the macaques jumping out of the trees in droves, inadvertently going towards the woman and her child which only seemed to frenzy the creature more.

Pouncing forward, D’Varrus let out the loudest roar he could manage, baring his large canines as he did so and the macaques as a group started running in the opposite direction before swiftly disappearing back into the jungle thicket. The one that had been disturbing the woman’s hair, and trying to bit her neck ran off just as quickly although before it could get too far D’Varrus started in after it, seizing it in his jaws and biting down hard before he could struggle out of his grip.

Before he could savor his small victory though, that creature leapt down from the tree it was in and started in after him. Only just barely catching a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, D’Varrus booked it down the path, macaque dangling limply from his jaws. Occasionally he would look back, and eventually stopped when it seemed that the creature was no longer intent on following him. Setting down the macaque corpse onto the path, D’Varrus took a moment to stare down the way he had come, taking in a deep breath and twitching his ears around till he was sure the area was relatively safe. Then in a flash of light he changed his form to that of a young man with a clean face and blond hair swept back. The only inkling of who he had been was that he was naked, and there was a bit of blood noticeably around his mouth.

Picking up the dead macaque in one hand, he started back down the path slowly, keeping an eye out for the woman and her child. Whether that took a long time or a short while depending on what the woman had decided to do in the intervening ticks, D’Varrus would not stop until he found the pair, following his nose as much as he was his ears although his senses in this form were significantly lesser in ability.

When he finally did come across them he was carrying the dead macaque casually in his left hand while he slowed down to stop, making sure he was a safe distance away before hailing them.

“Hello miss. We just ran into each other. I’m not a threat to you or your child, so if you could not send your creature after me, that would be great. I just want to talk.” D’Varrus said simply as he continued to stand at a safe distance until told otherwise by the lady.

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Macaque you a question (Shiress)

Postby Shiress on May 7th, 2022, 6:17 pm

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It seemed that everything occurred at the same time.

Macaques, Eenie, a jaguar...it was as if they all suddenly exploded in a melee of tooth and claw right in front of Shiress.

What had started as harmless harassment from several macaques hidden in the trees had steadily become louder and more aggravated until one of the monkeys had jumped down from a limb with his round dark eyes aimed at the banana clutched in Ian's hand. That was all it had taken for the toddler's toy to become wholly invested in the disturbance.

From one instance to the next, Ian's stuffed monkey, Eenie, had gone from a black and white stuffed toy to a grotesque semblance of an enraged baboon. This had been only the second time Shiress had seen Eenie take this form, and his beastlike appearance still managed to stop her heart nearly.

Eenie was not like any other baboon that the doctor had ever seen. With hands that ended in long, curved claws, a drool-covered snout filled with pointed fangs, and a white on black body nearly twice as big as that of an average baboon, Eenie was a twisted and evil version of the aggressive monkeys.

Despite knowing that the strange primate had been given to her son as a sort of protector or guardian, Shiress couldn't help the instinct to drive Ian away from the beast in the opposite direction, but it was Eenie's natural instinct to keep Ian close, even if that meant away from his mother. That was precisely what the thing had done, and Shiress could do little more than watch as the twisted anomaly of a baboon ripped apart the macaque that had dared approach the toddler boy.

The jaguar that had suddenly appeared shortly after had been nothing more than an orange and black streek before Shiress's full attention diverted to the monkey attacking her from behind just before the large cat let out such a vicious sounding roar that every hair on Shiress's body stood on end. The cat's cry managed to scatter the macaques, and while the cat gave chase, Shiress stumbled over to Ian and gathered the frightened boy up in her arms.

Eenie had ambled over to stand near them when. A short time later, the monkey straightened to his full height and peered pointedly through a line of trees just before Shiress heard a voice call out. She, too, straightened and spotted an unclothed young man standing off in the distance. Emerald green eyes warily scanned the man's lean, pale body before alighting on his hand, where a dead macaque dangled limply.

"He's not mine...exactly," Shiress called back, still closely watching the young man, "A Kelvic, then," she added, more a statement than a question, then, to clarify, she asked, "You were the jaguar from earlier?"

Suddenly lightheaded, Shiress turned and walked toward a large rock and lowered herself down. After situating Ian, she lifted a hand to the side of her neck, where she felt a trickle of warmth slide down the sensitive skin below her ear and frowned down at her hand when it came away bloody. That macaque had gotten her, and she hadn't even felt it. She scrubbed the palm of her hand across the beige knee-high pants she was wearing as subtly as possible, then pulled a long curtain of hair across her shoulder to hide the injury from Ian and the stranger.

"You can come closer," she said, "As long as you mean Ian, my son, no harm, then the creature won't hurt you. I was trying to find The Komorebi Estuary. I had gone a couple of days ago, and I think I got lost. " she shook her head, eyes scanning the trees, "I didn't think those monkeys were a threat and I...thank you for what you did. If you hadn't come along, I'm not sure what might have happened."

"I'm Shiress, and this is Ian," she said, nodding her chin toward the golden-haired child in her lap. She glanced over her shoulder to the monkey and scowled, "That's Eenie, and he's...a long story, but I promise he won't hurt you."

Eyes going back to the stranger, Shiress smiled genially, if not a bit tiredly, and motioned to the rock she sat on, "I just need to rest a tick, I think. I really do appreciate your help. What is your name?"



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Macaque you a question (Shiress)

Postby D'Varrus Tomva on May 8th, 2022, 4:36 am

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Whatever that creature was, he thought it closer to a nightmare than any monkey he had ever seen before. Not that there had been many in his experience at the KRI. There had been a few, mostly of the sort he was carrying dead in his hand, but there had been a couple of big brutes that almost looked human. Never though had he seen anything like that, and D’Varrus thought he had seen it all at the KRI.

Still he kept his movements slow and calm as could be as he approached the woman and child. His eyes however never left the monkey which was eying him evilly as he approached. “I promise I have no desire to harm either one of you. I was actually resting nearby when I heard the commotion. I hadn’t expected that you already had such a guardian.” D’Varrus said flatly as he studied the trio carefully before resuming his watch of the creature that the woman had referred to as Eenie. He wasn’t about to let the threat out of his sight if he could help it, and remained tensed for several ticks, ready to change back if he needed to get away quickly.

Although that might be problematic D’Varrus thought as his stomach rumbled, and he found himself feeling suddenly quite thirsty. Without really even thinking about it he brought the dead monkey in front of himself so he could grasp it with both hands. Then working his fingers into the wound around its neck, he pulled hard, his grip occasionally tearing free in a spatter of gore before he went back at it, digging his fingers deeper each time until he found a good enough hold that his next pull tore off the macaque’s collar bone. What was left was a big enough gap for him to bring it too his mouth to tear of a piece of its inner throat with his teeth.

When he had worked enough of a bite into his mouth, he let the monkey hang limply from his grasp one more as he chewed a chunk of muscle and sinew, working the bite down quickly as he continued to observe the trio. He would have much preferred to pick the monkey apart in his jaguar form, but this would do for now. When he had swallowed the mouthful he had taken, he took a moment to taste and sniff the air before responding.

“My name is D’Varrus Tomva. I am new to Syka so it is not surprising we haven’t run into each other yet. Its.. A pleasure to meet you Shiress.” D’Varrus said, the word pleasure coming out harder than he had meant it to. Perhaps it was the unnerving presence of Eenie that had caused him to stumble over his words because try as he might, he still couldn’t shake the feeling that the creature was glaring at him in whatever form it took. D’Varrus normally felt confident enough in his own abilities, but seeing that thing savage the macaque with such speed had shook him.

Licking some of the blood off his lips, he looked from Shiress to Ian, then back to Shiress as he felt uneasy about looking at the child after what the woman had said. Anything might set off that guardian of his, and he really didn’t feel like playing that game again.

“Are you alright?” He asked after a moment of looking at Shiress as he cautiously accepted her invitation to sit on the rock. Again he was keeping his movements deliberately slow. So slow it almost felt like he was supposed to be stalking something, although that was clearly not the case. Sitting beside her, he took a moment to look her over as he sniffed the air. Of course the coarse coppery smell of blood was sharp in the air, but not all of it was the macaques. However looking at the woman he didn’t see any wounds. None that were visible at least although there might be some hidden under that thick mop of dark hair of hers. D’Varrus decided after thinking it over for a moment that it was best to leave that alone for now. If the woman brought it up, so be it, but he had pried enough.

“Have you always lived her, or did you too just recently arrive?” D’Varrus asked nonchalantly, scratching along the edge of his jaw as he considered something she had said earlier. “Did you say estuary? I think I know where that is, but its back that way.” He said pointing over his shoulder, the way he had come back with the dead macaque.

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