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Tue Apr 12, 2016 7:56 pm
Fri May 06, 2016 5:34 am
Pink eyes watched the scene before her carefully for a while. Totem laid low behind her, and Lithia made sure they stayed upwind to not be caught. The scene before her eyes and the glowing flames was not one of much excitement, but one that piqued Lithia's interest regardless. It was important for her to know happenings throughout the lands so that her pack would have one up on anyone they could use the information against. It wasn't until about a half hour in that Lithia decided to make her move. Signaling Totem to follow, she picked up a stick and headed toward the campfire.
A twig snapped in the dark forest encumbering the woman’s glowing campfire, something that Lithia had meant to do. First, she threw the stick down, and pressed her weight down on it hard enough for it to crack out against the silence. It was surely to gain the woman’s attention before Lithia left the shelter of the trees. Exiting the darkness, the pink eyed Coywolf exited with her hands up, as if she were harmless. Yet, two short swords sat sheathed at her skirted hips, and a white, scarred Secui beast trickled from the forest after her.
”I don’t mean to intrude,” Lithia began, innocently. Though she knew that was exactly what she was doing to this strange dog woman. ”I saw something glowing up ahead and couldn’t help my curiosity.”
However, she had every intention of finding out as much as possible of this strange woman taking up camp in the middle of the Northern Tides. Somewhere so close to where she had once taken up roost to kill the scarred beast’s captors and take him all for herself. Of course, this woman’s activities mattered little to her, but it was always interesting to intrude looking like the innocent when really, she was the hunter.
”But if I’m disturbing you, I can just pass on through.”
Sun May 15, 2016 7:08 pm
Mon May 16, 2016 2:54 am
"Don't be. You have nothing to fear," Lithia said at once. Even being armed with a guard-dog and weapons, Lithia didn't plan on hurting the woman. Only if she had to - meaning if she was attacked or threatened or ambushed. Black ears swiveled in the darkness, wondering if the woman had her companions hiding in the trees surrounding the campsite. As far as she had known, this woman had been alone though. She hadn't seen anyone in the trees when she was watching.
Pink eyes turned to the Secui beast at her heels, and then back on the blues of their new friend. Facing the woman with a straight face, she commanded, pointing to her side by the campfire, ”Sit.” It might have seemed as though she were commanding the stranger, but the great beast sat in his commanded position before Lithia lowered herself to the ground on her knees. Her face melted to a warm smile once again as she looked over the flames to the stranger.
”I won’t stay long, then,” she said. She placed a silver-tinged hand on the furry shoulder of her pet. ”By the way, I’m Lithia, and this is my companion, Totem. We’re travelers like you, it seems.” They weren’t from Salsola and never had been Salsolans. They never thought to make up strange names to mask their identities – not unless their work depended on it. Lithia always used her first name, not her last, and she always masked her scent regardless. Anathema had many enemies, which made meetings like these a lot more aggressive than she preferred them to be.
”If you don’t mind me asking, what do they call you?” she asked out of innocent curiosity. This woman must have something going for her to enable her to sit alone in the darkness with the orange glow of a fire to attract all kinds of life. Lithia was eager to learn her secrets.
Sat May 21, 2016 4:36 pm
Wed May 25, 2016 12:46 am
Lithia watched the woman carefully over the flames, watching for little bits of expression that slipped out of her eyes or mouth, or watching for suspicious behavior. So far, she had not picked up on suspicious behavior – and if the woman were to exhibit such behavior, Totem would be quick to let her know.
The sound that slipped from the woman’s lips after her name threw Lithia off. Her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes narrowed as she followed the gaze of the woman and locked onto the bird that sailed down from the trees.
”It is a pleasure to meet you, Marcella,” Lithia echoed, but the most of her attention was on the bird. Her pink eyes followed it as it dropped a dead vole at the feet of its owner and perched on the woman’s leather glove.
”I’ve met others who trained birds before… a woman from Vinatta, if I’m not mistaken. Training birds has never been my forte, however,” Lithia said, scrutinizing the bird as it ate the food offered. ”I lack the patience required for repetition. How long have you been training birds?”
Thu May 26, 2016 4:56 pm
Sat May 28, 2016 3:20 am
Lithia watched the hawk, wondering how exactly one learned to teach another. There had been those in Anathema that trained the crows to do their work. Panda, if she wasn’t mistaken. Once upon a time, the woman cared for all the birds of Anathema. Panda seemed like a patient woman, though Lithia hadn’t known her long enough to find out if that statement was true.
Lithia sighed, ”I prefer to travel, to see the world like my mother and grandmother before me.” Of course, it was sort of a lie. She didn’t prioritize it over other things and traveling was part of the other thing that she liked: information. In order to collect information, one needed to go all around the country and see things for themselves.
Lithia was not used to the hybrid’s tone. She did not enjoy being called “darling” or being spoke to with terms of endearment. Her mother never did such things – why would a stranger? Lithia noted the sound of Marcella’s voice and decided to hang a little harder on her words.
”How does one teach another how to teach? If that makes sense,” she asked, wondering how the process was. Was it easy learning how to teach? Or was the teaching the hard part?
Sat May 28, 2016 1:47 pm
Thu Jun 02, 2016 5:14 am
So, ok, maybe traveling wasn’t exactly a gift, but it was an experience. An experience that Lithia’s pretend self held dear to her heart, knowing it was sort of a family tradition. But in real life, traveling was just as important as her forte was. Without traveling, she wouldn’t be able to collect the secrets she knew. So, in a way, it all connected, even if Marcella was ignorant to it.
”I’ve travelled to every place in this country, but none outside of it. I have never had a reason to leave before…” but now she did? Did she? She didn’t, really. She had just joined a new pack, left her old, sold out her old for them, and life couldn’t be more exciting.
”Yes, that’s what I mean,” Lithia confirmed. She was right, the answer wasn’t entirely satisfactory, but it was something to consider. Observation and study taught many people many things. However, one had to find the right person to observe to keep their information consistent. She couldn’t observe a bad teacher and then observe a good one – her information would be all over the place, and she wouldn’t know which advice was good advice. Lithia supposed she could find this information in Sapient itself.
”I’m not sure,” she answered truthfully, for probably the first time in this whole conversation. ”I always wondered how those who taught became proficient in the skill. I suppose maybe I should find one and observe their lessons.”