And you will catch me if i fall

Ahiga Nishant · 12-17-2011, 10:42 AM

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Derp. Ahiga likes simple things like plain paper xD / +402!

The scents, the sounds, the sights.... nothing had changed much since he'd last walked these dull lands; just the canines whom occupied the huts and even they were simply doing the same things others had done.How boring he mumbled under his breath, forest green eyes falling upon two birds in a tree, their tweets high pitched and irritating, causing the young lad to roll his eyes and move deeper in the village. Others may describe the pack's territory as beautiful, interesting and other such descriptions, but to the young male this was simply the place he'd been born and where he'd mostly grown up. Maybe that was why he couldn't appreciate the beauty of his home pack or maybe it was from simple lack of interest in the culture he saw all around him.

Lifting his head he peered idly into the huts that filled the village, gazing in through the windows of those that had them and open doors to those that were open. Above the sun was high and bright signifying that it was roughly id day, where everyone else was helping out and doing their tasks. With a limited skill set the young lad had chosen what seemed like the simplest path to follow; hunting. Although he wasn't the best at killing prey, he had a knack for traps and scavenging if he was allowed enough time to think things through. Drifting to one side he found himself stood before a window, eyes taking in the items that filled the space within in. Before he knew better he had padded over to the door and crept into the hut, hands reaching towards a pile of paper. Looking at his hands he frowned, realising what'd he'd done.... and yet the paper was so thin, so interesting to him despite it's trivial value when compared to other items within the room. Gingerly he waved the paper in front of himself, smiling at the way the thin sheet bent and moved, before carefully placing it back where he found it and moving on to nosy at the other a sheets lying around.

One amongst the pile caught his eye; stuffing his hands into the pockets of his black hoodie he leaned over and peered at the drawing upon the paper. Hmmm he gently ran a finger across the sheet, following the design upon it before reaching to pick the drawing up.

Light Goldenfeather · 12-18-2011, 10:02 AM

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Word Count → 300+ :: Found a way to really provoke Light XD

Light was bringing home the bounty of traps when he noticed his door was slightly open. Normally he would have thought someone had stopped by to visit him but the scent that lingered was unfamiliar. He set the rabbits gently next to the frame of his hand built home and pushed his door just slightly and silently enough to catch the male in his action. It was clear to Light from the posture, the way he wore his hoodie and the light expression upon his maw that this kid was trouble. He peered slightly to see what the kid seemingly wanted and felt horribly invaded. The drawing he held was very personal in nature as it was the sketch of his young friend Leon in a rather provocative pose. He stomped into the single roomed bachelor hut and snatched the piece from the youth. What do you think you are doing pup?!

His anger was clear, normally the male would have passed off the action in a more humorous manner but he just had to find that particular drawing. It was bad enough Gemma and Matteo had guessed his indiscretion but to have a kid know his secret? It was almost enough to have the male hyperventilate if he were alone. He stuffed that drawing and a few other mature poses of Gemma within the crooked drawer of the small aged desk before facing the male. What do you think you’re doing in my hut snooping around in my personal items? The angered expression upon the usually stone faced male was rather contorted and frightening. His scars bunched in an almost gruesome manner as his teeth bared just slightly. He decided then it was time this kid leave his den, the fact that his trespass was becoming further more apparent to the hunter and he needed to cool down more or he would have this kid in the worst of his punishment. He grasped the youth by his dark hoodie and pushed him throw the doorway. What’s your name pup?! The scarred hunter demanded as he held him just few steps from his home.

Ahiga Nishant · 12-18-2011, 10:51 AM

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Snot nosed brat, Ahiga ¬.¬ / +354!

The picture in his hand was that of a wolf, someone he didn't know but it was clear that the owner of the hut knew the one within the picture rather well. It wasn't so much what the picture was of, but that this particular piece of paper had a picture on it; the colours, shapes and lines interesting even if the young lad didn't fully understand the nature of the image. Glancing from the picture in his hands he looked over the others, noticing the more of them had canines drawn on them, the canines posed in a similar style to what the one he held was. Fascinated by the art work before him the Tsisdu Kanati lad missed the door opening and the owner's approach right up until the picture was snatched from his hands. Swinging around he growled harshly at the other in both anger and surprise and eyed the other as he hid the drawings from sight.

A small part of him wanted to reach into the drawer and snatch the image back, but with the owner of the hut present he knew better than to do so; and so he simply stood there listening to the others little speech, unaffected by the male's angered words, a smug grin spreading it's way into the lad's expression, baring his teeth slightly back at the older male. Before he could respond to the other's words in a sarcastic manner his hoodie was grabbed and he was dragged and pushed outside until he was outside of the hut. Stumbling slightly he regained his balance and crossed his arms across his chest, ignoring the other's hold on him and displayed temper.

Titling his head to the side, he grinned at the male, My name ain't any of your business old man his childish grin morphing into a smirk; this male was nothing to him, he couldn't lay a hand on him even if he wanted to. It's not as if he'd actually stolen anything, he was merely looking... the male was overreacting and throwing his weight around, or so the young lad had concluded.

Light Goldenfeather · 12-18-2011, 11:51 AM

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Word Count → 400+ :: ended up looking it up cause i was drawing a blank from watching my dad do it... Light's calming down still pretty bothered though might be apparent with the way he handles rabbit.

Light gave a slight growl when the youth refused to give into his demand but was quick to trying to calm himself. Now having the threat removed from his home it was a little easier to attempt control. He released the hoodie with a slightly rough shake of the male before putting his hands to his hips. Very rude to invade a stranger’s home kid. Next time, use that thick little skull of yours and think or you’ll be pissing off someone less inclined to forgive you as I am. For your indiscretion you’re going to help me with my duties until you tell me your name pup. He walked over to the door of his hut and picked up the snared rabbits and tossing all but one of them at the youth. He walked within his hut grabbing a skinning knife that hung just off the wall and came out. \

He led the male hoping he would follow to a flat rock just near the back where he handled a lot of his meat for preserving. Come. Watch. Light snapped the legs of the rabbit and cut them off tossing them to the side. Remove their legs to make it a little easier. Light cut a skilful line along the belly of the tiny animal. Starting from the ribs pull the fur up and lightly cut along to expose the membrane. The rabbit’s skin just under the layer of fur was clear. Light then carefully cut into it and progressed to pulling the guts from the beast. Cut shallow as not to pierce any of the organs. He gripped the rabbit by its neck and progressed to shoving his fingers inside and spilled the organs next to the rock. He reached in a again and ripped the heart from the ribcage a popped it in his mouth. He much enjoyed snacking as he skinned. To remove the skin merely slide you fingers throw the rabbit along his back from the side and pull the skin off. He slide his hand through the incision and pushed his hand through the membranes of the fur until he could grasp the rabbit’s ribcage. He then pulled the fur with his under hand up and pushed the rabbit’s body down. Cut the head off and there you go furless rabbit to preserve. He cut off the head and held up the fur and carcass. He set it aside and held out the blade handle toward the youth. Your turn pup.

Ahiga Nishant · 01-14-2012, 12:53 PM

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Sorry about the delay, muse derped for awhile but is back again <3 / +574!

Rude? He was hardly rude; the rude ones were the adults who claimed they knew everything, who sought to control and manipulate his life by commanding him, forcing to do this and that. Unable to hold back his growing contempt towards the scarred male the young Nishant sneered, his disgust for the others lecture clearly displayed upon his face for a moment before he shoved one white and one grey hand into his hoodies pocket as if he'd done nothing. I do nothin' wrong old man. I'as only lookin. So don't ya be calling me rude grandpa and don't ya be telling me what ta do he retorted, clearly not understanding that both his actions and behaviour was what others saw as rude and disrespectful; to him, the male before him was older and so he innocently referred to the male with 'older' terms. Glaring up at the male, green eyes staring pointedly for a moment in hope the other understood he was deadly serious, he spoke, not bothering to pronounce his words correctly and slurring them together.

Although he wasn't in the best of moods with Ayasha he as sure his sister would understand and tell the male off for telling him what to do; because no one told him what to do, not even his family. The young hunter did whatever he pleased whenever he pleased and no one could dare tell him otherwise. Still, when the other walked away to the rabbits his eyes followed and he couldn't help but be intrigued; stepping forward he followed the other on his own free will and by his own choices, for under no circumstances was he obeying the old man. Forest coloured eyes lit up with interest whilst the young Nishant forced his expression into his best 'neutral' face, listening to the males words, watching his hands and how he did each step, his stomach only complained once at the disgusting display of dead meat being handled; a small bit of pride filled him at that fact.

Gingerly he reached out and snagged the blade from the male then moved to grab one of the dead rabbits, mentally running through the instructions the other had spoken before beginning. Legs he spoke allowed, mind deeply consumed with the task at hand and oblivious to the others presence, his hands moved quickly removing the rabbits legs and tossing them aside much like the older male had done. Then, crudely mimicking the male he began to slowly cut along the rabbits stomach, each cut measured and shallow for the most part, only once or twice did he slip up and cut too deep. With that done he paused and then began on the skin, his stomach threatening to throw up it's contents at the task at hand but he refused to give in to such weakness and quickly completed the task, the job messy and only at a beginners level but nevertheless he had succeeded to some degree. Finishing up he removed the rabbits head and spun the finished result around, inspecting it as a grin bled through his expression, boyish and proud of his work. Ain't hard old man he informed the other, tossing his finished result at the older male, regret filling him as he released the rabbit.

Light Goldenfeather · 01-17-2012, 10:50 PM

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Word Count → 222 :: blah post Confused

Light’s displeasure slowly calmed as he watched the male fumble with the rabbit. He was doing rather well for his first time and really watched the male as he did the action. When he held up the rabbit Light took it from him and picked up another placing it in front of the youth to continue. Good. Again, slower. Learn to do it right before you do it fast. Light thought long and hard as to how to handle this male, he knew he wouldn’t get much out of him so he decided to remain silent. The boy would talk when he wanted to or when he was frustrated enough to. Light was patient and knew how to handle most youth but he could already tell youth in this land carried some traits that he was unfamiliar with. He rounded in a slow circle around him just waiting, watching. If he chose to leave he wouldn’t let him, if he chose to stop he would keep him going. He would show this youth you couldn’t strong arm one such as he and nor would he lose his temper again. This youth needed guidance and in his nature he couldn’t help but appoint himself as his teacher. Whether he could teach this one he wasn’t sure but it wouldn’t stop him from trying.

Ahiga Nishant · 02-03-2012, 01:47 PM

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Name calling is apparently a bad habit he's picked up xD / +330!

Frowning he took the offered rabbit, dumping it to the side of where he stood and sat himself down upon the ground with a thump, quickly crossing his legs to get comfortable and then waited for the male to inspect his work; arms wrapped around his stomach and his eyes wandering aimlessly around, looking at everything without really seeing anything. As soon as the male spoke his eyes flashed to the stranger, intent and curious although he tried to school his expression into a more neutral one to hide his pleasure that someone was teaching him about hunting... somewhat. Yet, as the other asked him to repeat the action he couldn't hold back the rebellious words that came to mind and spoke them before he could stop himself. “You ain't the boss of me, ye olde granpapa” but despite his little outburst he picked the second rabbit up and began working on it as he had the first one; although this time taking his time, recalling what the male had said, how he'd moved his hands and any finer details he'd picked up on.

Slowly he began to attempt to mimic the other, mutter incoherent words quietly as he talked himself through what he was doing, completely focused upon the task at hand and ignoring the strange male. As he reached the ribs part he took his time, making small cautious cuts across the membrane and smiled brightly when he did a little better through that part this time. With that small success he confidence grew a little and he picked up his speed a little more and felt himself pull too roughly on the skin and when he went to cut the head off the cut was all over the place; but he'd done it, slightly better and without too much difficulty. Placing the knife beside himself he raised his head to look at the other and threw the finished result to the male. “There ya go, old geezer”.

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