Tree Tops and Fleeting Hawks

Niro Takekuro · 03-04-2011, 03:14 PM

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Word Count → 304 :: OOC: Sorry for latish reply

Niro had been out training, though it was the subtle training, the kind that grew trust between him and his birds, though it was the newest bird he was training now. Although Marahute always followed, she was not too far behind. Niro had the bald eagle tethered to his wrist, his thick leather gloves protected himself from any harm the bird would give him, and he would work quietly, which is the way this bird seemed to like it. Gregor was different from both Marahute and Tobias, but who could blame him? He was after all not either of their species, though Niro knew the bald and golden eagle were closely related. Marahute was roughly the size of the bald eagle, but she was not done growing yet. Niro suspected her to be quite a big bird.

His mind stopped wandering when he heard a howl, and crashing through the trees. Niro’s ears perked up, alerted, and scared, what was it, who could make such racket? He got his answer as he moved closer and suddenly something jumped gracefully out of the trees, Niro jumped back, but seeing as it wasn’t an attack and the wolf did not even notice him Niro calmed down.

You gave me a fright!

He admitted, his free hand holding onto his chest. He had been quite surprised and would have attacked if it weren’t for the bird in his hand. He had a run in not too long ago with another loner, but he pretended to be Niro’s friend and then attacked, it was not something the man would soon forget so his guard was up much more lately. He knew the only reason he wasn’t dead was because Marahute had attacked the man attacking him and chased him off. He was thankful for his ever watchful fledgling.

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