A Hunting We Will Go ~ Tag: I'ent/LdyPayne

The lands around New Atricis that are regarded as Atricis' new territory. Not as big as their previous protective range, but still lots of space and wilds to explore. Dragon Flights and Wher Runs also occur across these lands.
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It was a gorgeous day already and the sun was just barely starting to reach it's climax in the sky. The perfect day for hunting and Locke couldn't have been more thrilled by the fact that he was getting to go with one of his fellow street rats. I'ent had become a friend the moment Locke found out that he was one of the lads he'd personally helped in the past, but with the greenrider being busy with weyrlinghood, and he being busy as a new father, he really hadn't had time to spend with the lad. Today though, despite the grumblings of Wraith, he was happy to get to go with the growing green and her rider on a hunt outside of the weyr. The weyr was not lacking for beasts for the dragons, but it was important for all grown dragons to know how to hunt for themselves without the help of a fenced in area.

Locke and an impatient Wraith had waited for I'ent and his Shireth to join them in the weyrbowl. "Wraith will show Shireth where we're going. It's a nice spot for us to enjoy while they have fun getting their meals." Locke had a perfect spot in mind. A small, wide open grassy area where a local herd of wild herdbeasts liked to graze. Trees surrounded the meadow-plain and on the north side there was a nice size boulder that could provide cover and protection if need be. One could never be too cautious about felines and other predators in the wilds of the south.

I still don't see why I have to babysit her. If she doesn't know how to hunt by now I doubt there's much hope she'll ever know. Wraith stated with annoyance once they were in the air. Really, the dragon could find a reason to be annoyed with anything. Would you maybe not shit on everything for once? You're not babysitting her. She knows how to hunt, but you should know better than others that weyrlings can get in a lot of trouble for leaving the weyr without supervision. Besides, weren't you just bitching about being hungry and being bored of the lame kills in the weyr? So how about you just stow it for now. Colten had been up most of the night crying, so Locke was really in no mood to deal with a fussy dragon all day today. Wraith growled low, he knew that Locke had him on that one and he didn't like it.

It was only a few moments before they were going between and soon out again above the tops of trees. We'll set our riders down a bit away from the meadow. No need to scare our meals before we wish to scare them. Wraith explained as he circled down to a spot that was just clear enough for both he and Shireth to land. Locke swiftly dismounted and took off his small bag of gear and crossbow. "We got a bit of a walk, but that's alright. Gives us a chance to catch up. I sort of feel like we met briefly and then got to speak for a bit at the Feast and then our lives became chaotic. So how have you been, I'ent? Weyrlinghood treating you alright?" Locke asked politely as he waited on his young friend. I suppose I can follow my rider's lead for once and be a gentleman. Whenever you're ready to head to the meadow Shireth I shall escort you.
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It was hard to believe he had been in Atricis for over a Turn now and Shireth was close to being full grown. I'ent loved every moment he was with her and it was because of her he actually did put in effort to get his lessons done. Most of them he did well but the academic ones he struggled with mostly because his reading and writing skills weren't quite up to snuff. One didn't have Harpers going around in the Bottoms teaching orphans how to read and write. What he did know he learned from his father and that was just enough to get by.

With Shireth now old enough to hunt in the wild it gave him the perfect opportunity to spend some time away from the Weyr with Locke, a friend he hadn't had much chance to say more than a few words to since he Impressed. There was also the fact I'ent found any excuse to fly upon Shireth and since they couldn't leave the Weyr grounds without permission and a full dragonrider to supervise, Locke was the perfect one to take them.

The day was gorgeous and bright, almost painfully bright to the young man who was born and raised in the the underground warrens of The Bottoms but after Impressing Shireth he was getting used to the bright sun even if he stilled prefer cloudy days and nighttime. Hunting was best during the day and safer, everybody at the Weyr had heard about the Feline attack upon a group of Whers causing the injury of several and a couple were killed. I'ent definitely didn't want to risk Shireth against any wild Felines so hopefully with her and Wraith around they will not ruin their hunting.

Joining Locke and Wraith in the Weyrbowl, I'ent was fully equipped in his flightleathers and Shireth was already decked out in her riding straps. Seeing Locke waiting I'ent waved and joined him quickly.

"Good to see you Locke," I'ent told the Chimera rider. He waved at Wraith, knowing the dragon wouldn't hear him anyway. He instead asked Shireth to add his greeting to hers. Once ready he mounted up and followed Wraith and Locke into the air. He made sure Shireth had the coordinates firmly in mind before they followed the other pair Between. As always when he came out of the cold of Between I'ent felt relief and glad to once more be able to feel Shireth's back underneath him and the warmth of the sun on his face. Circling down he had her land near Wraith and Locke and quickly dismounted.

<I can't wait to hunt at your side Wraith, I am sure you have plenty of great technique to show me. I am very hungry though so hopefully it won't be long till we make our kills.> Shireth responded. She didn't know why he felt like he had to be a gentleman because of his rider. >I am ready whenever you are and you don't have to be different for my sake. I can hold my own against a grumpy old beast like you.> Shireth teased. She was known for her own crass comments as well.

I'ent didn't bring much in the way of gear, other than a fighting knife he bought with some Marks he was able to earn with a little betting he was talked into doing. It wasn't much but he was getting better at wielding it thanks to the dueling and self defense classes which were part of being a Weyrling. Seeing how easily Locke handled his crossbow he was confident he would make a fine protector should they come across any trouble out here. Besides he was certain Locke was The Reaper, too many little hints was said for him to doubt it. He just never told Locke he figured it out, there never seemed to be an opportunity for him to mention it without risking others hearing. Out there in the jungle, there was no such worry.

"I really appreciate you agreeing to do this, you are my first friend here and with Weyrlinghood keeping me so busy we never had much opportunity to talk." I'ent said, falling in step beside him after mentally telling Shireth to be careful and no showing off. "Weyrlinghood has been going well, sometimes I still find it hard to believe I am a greenrider, Shireth's is mine just as I am hers. It is also wonderful to not have to worry about going hungry...there's just so much food at the Weyr."
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If dragons could have rolled his eyes he would have. He really didn't like having to deal with other dragons. The only exception was Awahith, of course. Still, the idea of getting to show off to her was a rather tempting one. Plus this would give him a chance to mess with her a bit. Wraith, unlike a good majority of the dragons, liked to play with his food. He hardly ever killed them swiftly. Thanks to this Locke tended to make sure that there were as few others feeding whenever Wraith went to eat a the corrals. The way the chimera hunted could be quite disturbing. I may have some...techniques...but they aren't exactly to everyone's tastes. Still, I will be more than happy to show them to you. Wraith stated before he leaped back into the air. Fine. But don't belly ache later. I did warn you. He waited until Shireth was in the air again and then lead her in the direction of the wild herd. They would make sure to stay high enough in the air so the herd wouldn't catch wind of them.

Locke fell into step easily beside I'ent as they moved through the foliage. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of jerky to nibble on and offered a second piece to I'ent. "Absolutely, I'm happy to be your chaperone for the day. It's no fun being cooped up, only allowed to stay in the weyr. Believe me I know how miserable that is." Locke's weyrlinghood experience had been....quite a bit rougher than the normal weyrling experienced. Plus he'd had to stay a weyrling six months longer than normal to make up for the time he'd spent locked up. Needless to say weyrlinghood was not a fond memory for Locke. "I'm happy we have today to catch up on things and just shoot the shit, you know."

He couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Having a full belly is a wonderful thing. Being a rider is pretty damn good too. Nothing like having a bondmate that you know will always be there for you. Mine is an asshole, but he is my asshole and I would never change that." There was obvious love in his voice as he spoke of Wraith, but it was true...the dragon was an asshole. Thinking about going hungry, of course, always made him think of the Bottoms. That in turn made him think about his personal mission. Kent was now more than adamant that he was going to go with Locke the next time he went to the Bottoms. He didn't like that idea one bit. Having Kent there would make him worry, but he had to admit one thing...he was probably going to need help with as big as this child slave ring was.

The first time he had met I'ent had been while he was practicing his skills as the Reaper. Then he had led the young man on to believe that the Reaper may have need of him. That had been a guess back then, but knowing what he knew now perhaps it wasn't a bad idea to see if I'ent would still be up for the challenge. "Do you ever miss the Bottoms? For...any reason?" He asked curiously. "I know I do. Yes, it was awful for many reasons, but damn....I must say I don't think I have felt more free than I did there. Made my own rules, didn't answer to anyone, it was wonderful."
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Something in the Chimera's tone felt like a challenge to Shireth and she was always up for an adventure and in her mind a challenge could be an adventure too. She was also very curious as to what Wraith's tastes were if they weren't up to everybody else's. As she followed Wraith to high above the wild herd she responded to his warning.

>You did warn me and I don't belly ache. Besides, it sounds adventurous the way you put it. For all I know your tastes are comparable to mine. Besides, I enjoy any meat, be it herdbeast, wherry or even a chicken. Oh...do you eat tunnelsnake? I heard they weren't very good but I did catch and kill some in the past till they proved no longer any fun to chase. Or perhaps you like hunting felines? I never ate one of those so I don't know if I will like the taste but I am game to try it if that's what you want to hunt.>

I'ent accepted the offered jerky and chewed on the end of it for a moment, taking in the wild forest around him as he listened. It was nice to get out of the Weyr but he had only been in the forest for a short time before he was found by a pair of Atricis riders on their way back from Search when one of their dragons spotted him. What he remembered of that time he had been running for his life and just wanting to survive long enough to get to safety. The forest wouldn't be his first choice on a place to visit but being with Locke made it well worth it.

"Nice to have a change of scenery," I'ent agreed.

Upon being asked if he missed The Bottoms, I'ent didn't know what to say. His instinct was to say no, he didn't miss it at all but after Locke continued talking about his own feelings it gave I'ent pause. He had been doing alright in The Bottoms as a Messenger till his boss was killed by a rival gang. That left his future uncertain but he could have bargained with the new controller of his former boss's territory. Afterall he wasn't particular loyal to his boss, he was just somebody he worked for. Before any of that happened he spotted his sister and everything went from bad to worse from there. Now he was with Shireth and had a life like none he ever dreamed of. Did he miss his past life?

"Well...I don't think I miss it too much, I didn't have anything there I left behind," I'ent admitted. His sister didn't seem to want to talk to him but maybe that was because her owner was there. What if she hated being a slave? Not that I'ent could do anything about it, even if he could find her again. He looked over at Locke as he realized he probably had the resources to find her if he wanted to and learn if she truly wanted to be free like he was now. Then again his sister may treat him like all women did in The Bottoms, lesser than they were and not worth their time.

"I didn't have the freedoms you were able to get...I could hold my own in a street fight if I had to but you...well I know who you really were in The Bottoms. I worked for one of the gang bosses till he was taken out by a rival...not long after that was when i ended up being taken away and sold off to some slave traders who took me to some far not far from Walled...They would have marked me there..if some Legionnaires didn't show up to raid the place. I ran and hid within the forest. It was just plain luck those dragonriders found me." I'ent had told some of this to Locke before but not in so much detail.
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Wraith kept their height in the clouds to just below the few clouds that dotted the blue. The meadow was up ahead, not too far from their position now. What looked like specs no bigger than insects covering the green grass was in fact the large wild herd that they would be hunting. The chimera growled hungrily thinking about how delicious the creatures were going to taste. He listened to Shireth with amusement. She was such a young and naive thing. He sincerely doubted that she would share in his tastes. Not so much what they ate but how they ate it. Tunnelsnakes can make a rather good snack. The ones at the weyr are too small for a full meal, but I've heard there are giant ones out here in the wild. I would like to hunt one of them one day. I've not had the joy of hunting a wild feline, though I would like to. Locke, of course, thinks it is a bad idea. They are vicious creatures after all, but then again...so I am. Wraith debated how much he wanted to mess with Shireth. Whether it was a good idea to see if he could freak her out a little on not. Then he remembered who he was and realized he didn't care if it was a good idea or not. Human blood is pretty tasty too. Don't know what one fully tastes like, but if the blood is good... He trailed off to allow her to think whatever came to her mind first.

"That it is....and on such a nice day too. I'm glad it's not raining on extremely hot today. Makes hunting trips like this a lot more enjoyable. Hopefully we'll be lucky and it'll stay a nice and quiet day too." Locke wasn't keen on running into any wild whers or felines. He wasn't bad with a crossbow, but he really didn't stand much of a chance against a feline with just his crossbow.

It was an odd question he knew, but he was always curious how former street rats would answer it. He was able to gleam a lot about a person by that question. "Isn't much to leave behind in a place like that. Well, not for most people anyways." People was about the only thing truly priceless that could be left behind in the Bottoms. Locke had stayed out of choice after he had made sure Kent was safely away to somewhere he could begin a new life. He could have left the Bottoms then, but he had stayed and become the Reaper. Had Kent still been there he wouldn't have ever considered leaving...not without him.

Locke continued to chew the bite of his jerky as I'ent claimed to know who he was. He didn't react to it outwardly. He'd hoped that I'ent had been clever enough to decipher the cryptic comments he'd given him since they first met. Now he knew that the young man had good wits he was more confident about the greenrider helping with his upcoming plan. "A rare instance when the Legionnaires actually did some good." He stated sardonically. "And hey now... don't put me in the ground yet. I still AM in the Bottoms. Much to Jarkins chagrin." He said with a laugh. It was a very subtle admission of who he truly was. "Fucking slavers. I'm sorry you had to go through any of that." Locke said sincerely. His own slave mark peeked out of the wrappings he tended to tie around that hand to keep it hidden. "Do you remember what I said to you when we first met? Before we parted ways for the evening." He asked curiously.
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The idea of giant Tunnelsnakes roaming about the jungle had Shireth scanning the nearby treeline as though she expected to see one come into view. <We can hunt one together!> Shireth suggested, <It'll be a great adventure, the two of us, Shireth and Wraith fearlessly patrolling the jungle and slaying any giant Tunnelsnake we see or wild feline. They will soon be running and hiding the moment they see our shadow above.>

Some of Shireth's enthusiasm for the hunt waned when Wraith mentioned he found human blood tasty. It never even occurred to Shireth their riders would be a food item. She would never harm I'ent and felt no inclination to harm other humans. Now if one threatened her Precious she may take a bite out of them but they just didn't smell like food to her.

>That's crazy, we can't eat humans, what would our riders think?> Shireth pointed out. <In fact I think you are just teasing me, wanting to sound like some kind of blood thirsty beast who'll eat anything...like a wild Wher.> Shireth felt sure that was it, Wraith was just trying to scare her or gross her out.

<Come on, lets hunt, I am starving!> Shireth jumped to the real reason they were out here and already started to descend, eyes fixed on the herd below. She wanted a big one, nice and juicy because she really was hungry.

"I didn't have too many friends..though I did get along with the other Messengers who ran messages for my former boss. Most often though I was focused on avoiding being noticed except when I arrived to deliver a message." I'ent didn't know who his mother was, his father only ever said she was long dead and that was the end of that. "The only family I have is my sister, we we were close once...but after father found her a new home so she could have a better life...I never heard from her again."

"I know she's alive though...ran into her but she didn't seem to remember me at first. She was the slave of a Lady who was the one who sent me off to be a slave on that farm. You just can't trust women...ever!" I'ent felt the old anger and resentment at his sister swell up o ntop of his innate distrust of all women till he learned a few weren't as bad as he thought. Shireth was the only female he trusted explicitly but she was a special case, she was his and he was hers.

"I remember what you told me the first night we met...that the Reaper may want a favor from me sometime," I'ent looked into Locke's eyes. "In all honesty, I'll help without any need for you to call in a favour."
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Wraith had to give it to Shireth for one thing. She was rather fond of adventure. He supposed that was an alright thing. It was less annoying than some other traits. Plus he would rather be doing something than nothing. If he had to get onto her for being lazy or something he would have been very annoyed. Yeah, sure thing kid. An adventure. Wraith stated as if he was uninterested, but in fact hunting down a large tunnelsnake sounded pretty good. No doubt a creature like that would put up a good fight.

The chimera chuckled to himself as he felt Shireth pull away from him a little at his mention of human blood. He wasn't exactly a blood thirsty beast, but he wasn't exactly a normal dragon too. While she was partially right, he would likely never eat a person just so he could, he had tasted and enjoyed what human blood he did taste when he was rescuing Arigoth. We shouldn't eat people, that doesn't mean we can't. Humans are quite crunchy. Their bones break surprisingly easily. Wraith explained as if it was the most normal topic of conversation. Locke, however, heard his dragons thoughts and immediately intervened. Wraith, stop it. Please don't disturb Shireth. Wraith huffed, but stopped that line of conversation.

Yes, time to hunt. I am rather hungry myself. Wraith said as he too made to dive down towards the creatures. One plump one in particular was in his line of sight.

Locke chewed off a bit more jerky before he reached into his pocket for a cigarette. He didn't smoke often, but occasionally he liked to enjoy one. "They can be rather wicked when they want to be. There's a reason I have a husband and not a wife." He said with a chuckle. That wasn't entirely true. Locke didn't have a problem with women as a whole. He also wasn't afraid to stand up to them either, something a lot of males in Walled couldn't do. "However, if you ever wish to try and find her, see if maybe she'd rather not be a slave, I can probably find her for you." Locke offered. He still had plenty of informants in Walled and children generally talked for the right amount of food.

It warmed his heart that I'ent was willing to help him without having to call in a favor. "Thank you. That means a lot to me. So much of my known work is considered wicked and evil, and don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm not proud of that, but I hardly ever get to know any of my children after I've given them food. I did look for you after that night I found you, but you must have found a new place to live." He didn't need to say that originally he had thought the worst of the young boy. "So...I suppose I should give you the spiel shouldn't I?" Locke asked with humor. "Obviously, for all intents and purposes, you don't know I'm the Reaper. There are only a handful of people who know both of my identities. Kent, of course, is one of them. You don't know the others. Kent's not the happiest about me keeping my alter ego after everything that happened a few turns ago, but the Reaper is who I am and I feel there is still good to be done as him."

"That comes to my favor. Thanks to an informant I have in Walled, I've managed to find an illegal child slave ring. I've been gathering information on them and thanks to luck and a little skill, I've managed to get names, locations, and dates. I also happened to become the father of three children I took from the ring. That was a fun one to explain to the hubby when I got home. Especially since I hadn't bothered to tell him what I was doing before hand. The ring is rather large. I may need help in shutting it down. Sound like something you'd be interested in?"
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Shireth's tail lashed back and forth when Wraith talked about how human bones were easy to break. Giving her head a shake she decided Wraith was just teasing her and put it from her mind. Besides her stomach was rumbling and it was time to hunt. Diving down towards the herd, Shirath circled to the left as she often did when hunting the herd at the Weyr. In the corner of her eye she could see Wraith was focused on one of the herd so she made sure she picked one that was closer to her so they wouldn't accidentally pick the same one.

Folding her wings tight against her body she dove down at speed, eyes fixed on a beast that looked a little lean so she thought it wouldn't run as well. Before she was close enough to strike the herd broke into a run and split apart where her shadow fell upon them ahead of her. As the herd moved and various members flowed among the others she lost sight of her lean one so settled on another. The herd was smart enough to head for the treeline to elude aerial predators and it was more luck than skill that had Shireth drop onto her target and break its neck from the impact before she ended up crashing into the trees. Seeing how close she came to flying into the trees, something she hadn't thought about given she was used to the wide open Weyrbowl she usually hunted in, Shireth hissed at the jungle.

<Who moved the jungle so close so fast?> Shireth demanded then decided she was far too hungry to care, she did get her food even if it was about the third one she had gone for.

I'ent had never considered choosing a man as a husband to avoid dealing with women but before he could give that much thought Locke chuckled and I'ent realized he was not serious. The moment pasted as Locke offered to help find his sister to find out if she was happy being a slave. She was the only family he had left even though he wasn't even sure if they were blood related. He never knew his mother and his father didn't remarry or bring any woman home so he must have gotten the baby girl from somewhere.

"Her name is Sweena..she's two years younger than me," I'ent revealed. "She didn't seem upset about being a slave...but I didn't have much chance to say anything before her Mistress had her men grab me and take me away."

Locke hadn't needed to tell I'ent to keep his alter ego a secret, he was smart enough to realize this. He listened however, nodding and agreeing to keep the secret. As Locke went on to talk about the child slave ring I'ent couldn't help but wonder if Sweena had been sold into it or if she had just been given to the woman by his father. He may never know and decided it didn't matter in the long run. What he knew was The Reaper's generosity that day a few months after his father had been murdered and he was starving in the street had saved his life. The food The Reaper gave him was enough to help him regain his strength enough was able to find a job running messages and find a new place to live. He would help Locke with anything, Locke or the Reaper for that matter.

"Yeah, I want to help you destroy that ring. I don't think children of any age should be made into slaves just because they aren't Craftborn or abandoned by their mothers because they didn't feel like raising them." I'ent proclaimed. He remembered his father telling him he took him in because his mother considered raising children beneath her. Unfortunately he didn't know if his father was just making that up or not. It wasn't all that much different than what Sweena was told when it came to her mother. Maybe his father took in abandoned babies and tried to make a home for him...even though he wasn't the nicest man overall.
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Wraith let the human meal topic go for now. It wasn't necessarily because he wanted to upset her more, but more because he didn't want to get Locke on his bad side too much. There was nothing more annoying than having Locke bellyaching at him for hours on end because of his behavior. There were plenty of times that Wraith decided it was easier just to take the punishment of a scolding. This was not one of those times. The chimera was more interested in eating and hunting now anyways.

He watched Shireth as she tucked her wings and dove towards the herd. Her form was a bit sloppy, but grace in hunting would come with experience. The main point was to make the catch. Wraith didn't care if the herd was scattered now, he liked a challenge when hunting. There was a part of him that was a bit concerned when she got closer and closer to the treeline. He was about ready to call to her, but then she made her kill with a clean break of its neck. He sent her thoughts of congratulations for a good kill, but then he was focused on his own meal. The animal he had picked out had ran with the others, but that didn't matter as there were still others near him. Wraith dove quickly, almost dangerously towards the ground. The last second, as the animals began to flee away from his shadow, he flared his wings and then turned sharply to make a snap at a beast trying to flee behind him. His teeth connected with its back, breaking it. Unlike Shireth, Wraith teased his panicked kill for a minute before finally killing it. They will settle after awhile if you are still hungry after that one. He said as he began to tear into his food happily. Next time, check the surroundings a little better. I thought I was going to have to peel you off the bark of the trees.

The faces I'ent made most of the times Locke had said something about being married to a man. He understood. Such a thing was very much forbidden and looked down on by those in Walled. Women could love who they wanted, but men....nope. Fuck women...well, Walled women. "Not yet use to that concept, are you? Men being able to be with men openly. Kent and I were both brothel slaves. We tend to be a bit more...open about that sort of thing regardless, but for the most part the weyr really doesn't discriminate." Locke said with a shrug.

"Sweena. Okay, well....I'll keep my ears open. If I happen upon her I will try and discreetly speak with her. Figure out if she really is happy or not." It wasn't unheard of. There were some slaves that belonged to families that truly cared for them. However, most slaves from the Bottoms were not often that lucky.

A wide and almost mischievous grin spread on his face. "Something told me you wouldn't be opposed to helping something like this. You're a good man, I'ent." Locke gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder. It was still a bit...odd...how much I'ent looked like his friend Druan, but they acted like vastly different people. "I won't lie to you, it will probably be dangerous. With you being from the Bottoms I'm going to assume that you can hold your own in a fight, but I don't think the best course of action is to in fists first. What sort of skills do you have that could be of benefit of helping take them down?" Locke asked. If he knew what I'ent already knew how to do then he could focus on what he should teach him. It wasn't just for the benefit of taking down the child slavers, but for the greenrider's own safety. If Kent was going to truly insist on coming with him, then he would get a brush up on the basics of stealth too.
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Now that she had her kill Shireth watched as the Chimeria made his own kill and thought he was more clumsy since he didn't kill his right away. Instead he let it bleed out from his bite before finishing it off. Shireth wasn't sure if he was just cruel by nature of if he never learned how to strike so the force of impact killed one's prey right away. She wasn't going to point out he didn't kill his prey right away as she didn't want to offend him. He also seemed rather grumpy so maybe it was due to hunger.

<I think I may want a second after I finish this one,> Shireth replied. <Good catch by the way and yes I will keep a sharper eye on my surroundings...hunting in the wild is far different than the Weyr but I won't forget the treeline next time.>

Shireth sank her teeth into her kill then and started to feed, sending contentment back to her rider at finally being able to slack her hunger. By the time she finished her meal, leaving mostly bones for the scavengers to fight for, Shireth spread her wings and jumped into the air to glide over towards Wraith. She landed nearby, giving him plenty of room so he could finish his own meal without him feeling like she was crowding him.

<I am up for another but thought I should wait for you before I find the herd and take down another.>

I'ent had never found himself attracted to men but he didn't feel repulsed by the idea. He knew some men enjoyed the company of others and was very much aware men couldn't marry other men. It had been a surprised when he first learned Locke was married to a man as that sort of thing wasn't allowed in Walled Hold. Atricis was far more lax about such things, a fact he learned in the Turn or so since his own arrival.

"I've seen some men together in The Bottoms but they weren't as open as you are about it, but I don't feel upset about it. Your life and you and Kent seem very happy together which is all that matters." I'ent didn't want Locke thinking he disapproved of such relationships. "I suppose its knowing I don't find men attractive in that way...then again I don't even trust women enough to think like that either."

I'ent shrugged, maybe he just didn't have much interest in dating people in general right now, he had Shireth he didn't need anybody else.

Once the conversation moved back to him helping The Reaper, I'ent nodded. He assumed such activities would be dangerous and he was fine with that. Ever moment of his life in The Bottoms was dangerous, one reason his father stressed he keep his head down and didn't draw attention to himself. If nobody thought you wore worth their time, they left you alone. Even as a Messenger he did his best to not stand out except when he arrived at his destination to deliver a message. It didn't mean he didn't end up in fights, sometimes Messengers were intercepted and I'ent had to know when to fight to avoid a shake down or had to know how to get away.

"I can fight with my fists but I prefer to avoid a fight if I can...pretty fast runner when I need to be and I know my area of The Bottoms really good so knew short cuts and ways to avoid trouble. Used to be a Messenger Runner for one of the crime bosses till he got taken out by a rival." I'ent saw no reason to boast of abilities he didn't have. "Not bad at avoiding attention, 'keep your head down and don't stand out for anything and nobody will bother you', was something my father told me all the time. Been learning about dueling and self defense in Weyrling lessons lately but I am not the best at it. Getting better the more I practice however."
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