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Current Objective: Thinking ---
Form: Lupus/pup.----
Mood: Distracted--
” Chess?".
Asked the young X’ies looking on as the two members of his family played with their wooden carvings on a board. He didn’t quite understand the point or nature of the game, at least not yet. In time when he would grow older, the Lambda would understand that this game was a fundamental part of life and their philosophy towards it. In order to win you couldn’t just move any piece you wanted. You had to move thinking about what the opponents next move was going to be, you had to use each piece for both its strengths and its weaknesses. However, as was stated at the moment, he held no understanding of it, and so was the nature of his family that during the game they would not stop to spell it out for him. For if they did, the other would likely take advantage of their distraction , such was the way the game was played among his kind.
Instead, the young one decided that he would go out and seek the curious one. Ever since their first meeting she had proved if nothing but an interesting subject for his studies. She was also fun to be around, a strange quality that X’ies did not find in many, it was strange that he should find it in one of her family however. His mind was sharp, trained. And it was not that hers was not sharp, merely that the differences between what their trainings focused on, their interests and development were so starkly contrasted that it almost made no sense that the two would be friends. And yet, here it was. X’ies oft did wonder whether or not his father and X’yrin’s would contrive to have the two mate. X’ies held little interest in such things at the moment ( and it seemed that would not change even in adulthood) but it did make sense. His father had taken notice of the time the two spent in play together and often set them up during lessons, X’ies lessons were it seemed primarily focused on how to take a beating, though truthfully it was how to read an opponent in the heat of battle. So that you could play fast and loose with the rules of engagement.
He had to wonder if this would extend elsewhere. Though as with most things as a child, this thought was fleeting, leaving him the moment he saw a bird fly towards X’yrin’s own encampment.
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