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Post by Multi-Facets on Jan 14, 2009 20:14:16 GMT -6
*Puckernuts!*Evenstar frowned as her dagger dug in just behind the heel of a skittering brown ravvit that scooted his lucky butt right back under another patch of brush. Farpace emerged panting but cheerful despite the loss. *I haven't practiced nearly enough.* She sent to Shellslip. *But I suppose they can't hand themselves over to be skinned.* She sighed out loud and slipped from her place behind some brush and low branches to collect the small dagger again. (OOC: If it should be a separate post, we can move it later.) Shellslip giggled almost musically. *If they handed themselves over, we would never have a lean time again, and all the hunters would get fat and bored,* she teased, waiting for Evenstar to come back. *Try holding the knife like this,* she added, showing the other elf a picture of what she meant. *And would you mind asking Farpace to try again? I'll see if I can get something.*Before Evenstar could comply, however, the bushes shook, a ravvit yelped, and Sniffer trotted in with his head held high, tail wagging and ravvit in his mouth. "Show-off," Shellslip muttered a bit sourly as the wolf went to eat. "We might have to settle for squirrel meat if this keeps up, friend." |
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Post by peachbug on Jan 14, 2009 20:37:28 GMT -6
Evenstar laughed quietly at Sniffer's antics and nodded to Shellslip's sending suggestion. *My wrist twists just so when I go for it...possibly because it feels more natural, it's similar to how I use my tanning arm.* She snorted at herself. *Really, must we run ourselves sore just getting a couple ravvits?*
She sent to Farpace, calling the cheerful but tired wolf back behind the brush. *Come on...I promise only one more time, if I or Shellslip can't make it, I'll sit on a branch and take bow shots at squirrels. You'd have a fine laugh at that.* Farpace seemed to agree, panting with a glint in her eye at the image of her elf-friend perched on a branch, getting flustered over those tasty furbits.
*Go!* She sent to Farpace, and raised her knife.
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Post by Multi-Facets on Jan 22, 2009 3:16:07 GMT -6
All the talk about bushy-tailed rodents appeared to be somewhat prophetic. Instead of a ravvit, squirrels were flushed out this time. Shellslip rapidly threw two darts with both hands, nailing two of the little scurriers, and had a third in her hand by the time another rodent leaped atop a rock. A flick of her wrist, and the little weapon went into the squirrel's neck, the impact knocking it off the rock onto the other side, and something that rang oddly against the stone dart.
Shellslip gave Evenstar a wide-eyed look of surprise; she hadn't expected a weird noise like that. "What in the world was that?" she asked, moving out of the bushes to investigate.
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Post by peachbug on Jan 22, 2009 18:45:30 GMT -6
Evenstar stopped, openmouthed and mid-congratulations to Shellslip on her fantastic catch, when the sound rang. Her heart quickened slightly and she tilted her head as if to listen for an echo. Farpace whined impatiently and Evenstar pushed her back.
"I have no idea." She murmured. "That didn't sound like a rock, more like a spear clanging on sword." Evenstar crept out and over with a few long strides, and leaned over the rock, caution apparent in her eyes. Shellslip's dart was embedded in the squirrel's small neck, near perfect in it's aim, but beside it, a whole other wonder. "High Ones, Shellslip, look at this!" Evenstar gasped, putting a hand over her open mouth.
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Post by Multi-Facets on Jan 22, 2009 19:04:40 GMT -6
Shellslip scrambled almost ungracefully to her tribe-mate's side, landing on her knees to have a look at what Evenstar held. It was rusted and dented in some places, but it was unmistakably a statue, molded with such expertise.
Shellslip yanked the dart from the squirrel's neck, licked the blood off, and helped Evenstar hold the object steady. Then the redheaded gatherer carefully, almost gingerly began scraping some of the rust off the statue's head with the point of the little weapon. "Look at this!" she exclaimed a moment later. "Pointed ears!"
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Post by peachbug on Jan 23, 2009 0:03:24 GMT -6
Evenstar nibbled on her lip and shared a glance with Shellslip. Pointed ears? She rubbed at the statue's small face, dislodging a little dirt. "Shellslip, oh...!"
The statue's face was delicate despite the rust in places, but somewhat masculine. As Evenstar rubbed more dirt from it's heavy form, unwilling to take a dagger to the statue yet, she shook her head of golden brown. "Shellslip, it looks elf...I think. Look at the size of it!" She struggled to lift it just right. "I've never seen an elf like this, he must be twice our size if his head and hands were like ours."
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Post by Multi-Facets on Jan 23, 2009 9:22:01 GMT -6
"Is that even possible?" Shellslip wanted to know. "I mean, the stories say the High Ones were tall, but-" She broke off. "Is this a statue of a High One?" she squeaked, and almost dropped her dart, but thankfully she kept a hold of it; otherwise, she might have ended up with a small hole in her thigh.
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Post by peachbug on Jan 24, 2009 14:32:26 GMT -6
"I don't know." Evenstar nibbled her lower lip as she examined the statue. "Now that it's said, my fingers tingle on it, like a strong magic. This must have been elf shaped, but whether by High Ones..."
High Ones, High Ones alive here? Maybe not alive. How old was this statue? Evenstar tried to quiet her darting thoughts. "We sensed elf magic at the tumbled mountain." She looked at Shellslip, bewildered. "Do you think it's from the same source? If it is a living High One, Chieftess Stormfire and the other may find them. The mountain felt odd." With a sound, she brought the worried Farpace to her side. "We should bring this back. Maybe Mist and the elders can explain it better."
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Post by Multi-Facets on Jan 24, 2009 17:06:00 GMT -6
Shellslip agreed immediately. "That is a very good idea. Let's do that." She grabbed the squirrels by their tails and reclaimed the darts, putting them away. "This is kind of exciting, isn't it?" she asked, grinning brightly.
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Post by peachbug on Jan 24, 2009 17:13:54 GMT -6
"Oh yes, but I'm so curious I hardly know what I'm feeling. This might be the closest thing to a High One we'll ever see! Even more than that, what does it mean for that fallen mountain?" She shook her head and laughed. "You know how I am. Too silly to know what's coming one minute, the next I'm chattering your ears off about the possibilities of our great great grandcubs." Evenstar rubbed Farpace's pale coat affectionately. "I can't wait to see what they say, especially when Stormfire returns. They won't be the only one with a story!"
"Thank you for coming Shellslip," She added. "Not only was it your fine aim that found us our prize," Evenstar hefted the statue against her shoulder awkwardly. "You did all the hunting as well! I'll have to make it up to you."
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