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"Sweet nothings?" Matchsticks echoed blankly. By the time he'd gotten partway through puzzling this phrase out, via context, Ganymedes was explaining.
Matchsticks stared, for a moment. He might have been liable to mock this, this idea of voices and promises, except he'd felt something here. Still, he couldn't find it in him to do much more than hold his tongue, for once. Mockery, no--tempting as it was--but what could he say to that..? To the idea of some being here, talking to only Ganymedes, fixing them in particular?
He shook the thought away, and ruffled his feathers. "I'll fly up," he said at last, "and let you know the way back, if I can."
If they didn't run into any Thornbeasts on the way back, that was. Oh, well; at least Ganymedes looked like they were gonna join the "smart, flying-in-the-air" crew soon enough.
Matchsticks fired a last, furtive, thoughtful glance back at the altar before taking wing. ...What are you? he wondered; but no answer was forthcoming.
He circled once, got his bearings. "This way," he called down. And then--"Err, where exactly are we going-?"
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Watching Ganymedes crawl on the horse with such difficulty didn't cause the crane to feel one bit bad for them, he didn't do a damn thing to help them. Then again even if it hadn't been the shifter in need of a helping hand, Viti would still have declined the honor of being someone's support pillar.
And when they spoke the crane mostly felt jealous. Especially when the words such as gift and fixed were thrown around. The mare might have been happy for them but Viti mostly hoped Ganymedes to just drop dead already.
Why did the creator speak to them alone? Why didn't he or Matchsticks gain anything? The questions spun around in his mind, repeating themselves over and over again.
So salty. It was pitiful. Ganymedes had just gained freedom from all the pain they had suffered, such changes deserved a praise or two! But no, Viti just stared at them with a sour look. "Good for you." Why had he even asked the wolf to tell about their experience? It only made the tall bird feel worse.
"A relative safe place for us to rest my friend." Viti replies to the crow, with luck they would find something quickly. Without much trouble.
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Ganymedes stared at Viti and Matchsticks and then at the totem, noting their bitterness. They darkened and wrapped their fingers in Elerrian's mane, clutching it tight as they hid their face behind the curtains of their hair. Why couldn't they just be happy for them, like Elerrian was? They didn't know the pain. They couldn't understand.
Maybe that's why they were bitter. They were stupid and didn't understand.
"I don't know what it was," they mumbled to Elerrian, "They wanted me to bring others to them, though. So I will."
It was the least they could do in exchange for something so wonderful. Though the current pain that felt like they'd overworked every muscle in their body wasn't very nice. They could do without that.
"Come on," he mumbled, holding on as tight as they could so they didn't slip off the side of the horse and fall to the ground.
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Elerrian looked up at Matchsticks, ears perked, and walked towards where he said to go, careful to not move too fast or unevenly to allow Ganymedes to ride in relative comfort. She was too polite to see, but she just hoped they didn't have... stallion bits. That would be very uncomfortable.
"Perhaps there's some shelter around here. The stone trees had places where you could go into them. Perhaps there are some around here?", she said, looking back at the dark tower, "Alternatively... we could find a den for you smaller creatures to huddle in."
She wanted to get out of here before the Thornbeasts or whatever else lived here decided that she was no longer welcome.
She looked back to the pews, though, wondering if there were creatures there watching them. After death, perhaps?
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09-29-2020, 04:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-29-2020, 04:03 PM by Matchsticks.)
Bitterness was already past him--forgotten, not out of any sense of nobility but simply a short attention span. "I don't need shelter, Ellie!" he called down (new nickname unlocked)--"I sleep in trees! CAW!"
Night-black wings flapped, and the little crow angled his way through the trees, keen eyes struggling to pick out any form of shelter down below.
Flap, flap; here and there, darting with swift bursts of speed ahead, back, and to the sides. He couldn't find any obvious hiding spots for the weary werewolf, though. "We might have to go back toward the other forest! Or north. That's got some places to hide. Unless Viti--can you find something?" The crane had wings too, after all; and Matchsticks had an instinctive inkling that Viti might like to be the center of attention, and the hero, for finding a spot. Which was fine by him, as long as they found some place to hole up.
Rolling 1d20: 7
Viti
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Watching the crow fly around, back and forth, made the crane feel exhausted. There really wasn't any obvious resting places, but at least Matchsticks had a pretty good idea for solving their dilema.
"It's alright, we just move a little further away. I'll join you in the search." Briefly he eyes the groundwalkers, flashing them a strained smile. "Just follow our lead, we'll be sleeping like logs soon enough."
Yes, either they found shelter and could sleep peacefully or they got killed while attempting to survive. Spreading his wings Viti joins the black bird in the air, feeling like he was so done with this day.
~EXIT VITI~
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Ganymedes lay against Elerrian's neck, fingers tangled in her mane. They were still and quiet, eyes closed.
"I'm just going to sleep," they mumbled, shifting back and laying down a bit more, trusting Elerrian to get them to safety.
They were just so... exhausted. They kept their grip strong as they drifted off, not really in the best position to sleep, but it was better than nothing.
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The mare looked up and nodded at Matchsticks, smiling at the name, "But what if it rains? Do you just get wet?"
That didn't sound very nice. She had gotten rained on quite a few times on the plains, but now that she was smart, she was able to hide from it.
Elerrian followed the two birds, turning her head to look at Ganymedes as they fell asleep, exhausted and aching. Poor wolf. She offered a soft nuzzle to their hair and turned forward again, sighing. It would be a long walk, but hopefully it would be worth it.
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"Well--yeah? That's what happens when it rains?!" Confusion had him glancing down--and cawing as he pulled to one side to avoid a tree, nearly missing it in his brief distraction.
He didn't speak further--didn't realize that maybe the mammals weren't quite as waterproof as the two birds with their sleek and oiled feathers. Getting 'wet' wasn't getting soaked and cold, for him.
Anyway-! On he flew, weaving among the trees, looking for a place to rest--and worst case scenario, well, there were always trees to roost in.
Gany and Ellerian would probably be fine...
exit Matchsticks
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