05-30-2009, 08:47 PM
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Coming from someone who never knew their biological father or had any type of father figure in her life, Catalyst was actually finding her time with Slay quite enjoyable and fun, despite the fact that her trust wasn't entirely won over yet (and in actuality would probably take a couple more sessions of interaction to even begin to feel comfortable to warm up to him as a true father figure). As far as she could remember, there had been several encounters with males in the past with her mother, and all of them to Catalyst seemed like brutes; arrogant, ignorant, disrespectful. So far, Catalyst could say Slay was the most respected male she ever came across (and that was saying a lot too, given that Slay was nicer than Conor Soul initially was when she would meet him at Whisper Beach). There seemed to be a peculiar spark of life within the adult, one that matched that of the pup's. Catalyst liked that, while adults and juveniles were two different worlds completely, Slay made it a little bit easier to relate, despite the age barrier between them.
Explaining that the honeycombs were not actually extracted by the bees, and actually originated from the hive, Catalyst's azure and steel hued eyes transfixed over to where it was motioned that the hive was situated. Observing the odd structure in the tree, the ivory pup was in amazement to see how ripe and full this hive looked to her (she was small, so in comparison, the hive looked huge!) "Is so big! How's are you gonna get it?" Her voice mimicked the whisper Slay's tone was at, keeping her voice low enough in fear that the bees might be able to pick up what the two were conspiring. There was no doubt that the hive was big, but so was Slay, much bigger than thought. It looked like it was pretty high off the ground too, at least from Catalyst's perspective, but Slay would probably prove to be very tall for his size if he reared up on two legs, given that he was already large as it was.
The plan was in action, and listening carefully, Catalyst nodded to every initial step they needed to execute in order to snag a honey comb. Feeling the surge of adrenaline and excitement in her, it seemed to make sense, although it was in Catalyst's nature to actually want to run alongside Slay while he snagged a comb, but in actuality such a thing wouldn't be safe for a pup. She would have to be content with staying in the church until Slay dashed in, but glancing back at their home, Catalyst wasn't so sure at first if she could push one of those church doors entirely shut. "Uhm... yes. I's think I can do it..." Her voice was apprehensive, but compared to other puppies her age, Catalyst certainly had a lot of determination and will in her.
"You's ready?" Her voice was kept soft in a whisper still, tilting her head and looking up at Slay, her tail ferociously swinging in wags. Whenever Slay was ready, she would be too. He just needed to give the signal at the right moment, and Catalyst would be off dashing to the church and doing her part until Slay was able to obtain a honeycomb in success.
Explaining that the honeycombs were not actually extracted by the bees, and actually originated from the hive, Catalyst's azure and steel hued eyes transfixed over to where it was motioned that the hive was situated. Observing the odd structure in the tree, the ivory pup was in amazement to see how ripe and full this hive looked to her (she was small, so in comparison, the hive looked huge!) "Is so big! How's are you gonna get it?" Her voice mimicked the whisper Slay's tone was at, keeping her voice low enough in fear that the bees might be able to pick up what the two were conspiring. There was no doubt that the hive was big, but so was Slay, much bigger than thought. It looked like it was pretty high off the ground too, at least from Catalyst's perspective, but Slay would probably prove to be very tall for his size if he reared up on two legs, given that he was already large as it was.
The plan was in action, and listening carefully, Catalyst nodded to every initial step they needed to execute in order to snag a honey comb. Feeling the surge of adrenaline and excitement in her, it seemed to make sense, although it was in Catalyst's nature to actually want to run alongside Slay while he snagged a comb, but in actuality such a thing wouldn't be safe for a pup. She would have to be content with staying in the church until Slay dashed in, but glancing back at their home, Catalyst wasn't so sure at first if she could push one of those church doors entirely shut. "Uhm... yes. I's think I can do it..." Her voice was apprehensive, but compared to other puppies her age, Catalyst certainly had a lot of determination and will in her.
"You's ready?" Her voice was kept soft in a whisper still, tilting her head and looking up at Slay, her tail ferociously swinging in wags. Whenever Slay was ready, she would be too. He just needed to give the signal at the right moment, and Catalyst would be off dashing to the church and doing her part until Slay was able to obtain a honeycomb in success.
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