In the Land of Red

Element · 08-01-2010, 11:32 AM

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"Well, they don’t talk. "

Element stared back at the puppy solidly; did she really think that was a reason? Why, if Element himself decided not to introduce himself to the puppy, would she have left him well enough alone? She seemed to realize this was a void point, however, and went on.

"And they don’t eat much either, and there are so many… it would be a bother to chase them all off. "

A bother? He glanced up through the number of trees that surrounded the crystal clear pool and saw that they were almost polluted with multiple birds of prey, of all sizes. Although it was true they'd be a bother to chase off for them only to come back, Element thought this was also a void point - he was sure they ate more than a single fish a day, as he had done. Although Element didn't think much of pack rules, he knew they'd be angry if they found multiple scraps of prey left by a single cat - he never ate more than one or two morsels of prey simply so the dogs wouldn't become angry and cause...complications.

Perhaps it was Element's way of living that he didn't understand the seemingly irrational and strange way this puppy presented her 'points'. He was a wanderer - occasionally he would dwell in a space for an amount of time, but overall, he never displayed the territorial tendencies that was so common among felines such as himself. He was quite content to be alone, a roamer, and he found it an interesting and unique lifestyle. He simply didn't understand why the dogs took it upon themselves to take over immensely large areas of land, sometimes miles square, and appeared so hostile to any and all that let themselves accidentally wander. It was like they declared themselves the supreme rulers of the universe, and that their laws had to be the ones that were followed at all times, by all other species.

It was absurd.

"Don’t you… don’t you have a home? A place you protect against others? "

Element shook his head. "I wander. I have no home," he said simply. He could feel the puppy's will to close the distance between her and himself, but found it rather one-sided. He closed his eyes and tried to find what she thought, and why. It was her home, of course, and she wanted to protect it from others. Others that could talk. Not ones that were too much of a bother to chase off, though. He supposed it seemed rational to her, at least, when he opened his eyes a moment or two later. But he felt saddened that this puppy didn't seem to be able to understand how he felt about this particular instance - the cat's point of view, which he supposed was rather different than the territorial canine's.

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