like the chestburster from alien but way less cool
Aggie!
08-25-2020, 12:02 AM
Hirundo's eyes narrowed at the naked wolf's response, her front hoof stomping into the dirt in frustration. She already had trouble communicating, and time was of the essence for them both. She moved to prod at the corpse with one of her dauntingly sharp hooves, ears pinned as her nostrils flared. How could you explain fire to someone who was clearly not privy to the language you barely understood yourself? She made a clicking sound in her teeth before she turned to peer down at the naked wolf again, her pale gaze frigid.
With a hoof, she gestured to the skin the man had worked on peeling away. "Thin, cold. Red is warm. Red, yellow sun, but smaller," she replied. Each phrase was spaced out, emphasizing that they each were referencing something different. Her hide twitched at the cold, spasming softly whenever the wind was especially harsh on her thin pelt.
Another thought struck her, and she was quick to neigh out, "You are naked, I am almost so. No warmth from our pelts." She had once again gestured to the horse while she spoke, pale gaze boring down onto the creature with interest.
"I will make warmth. I leave for it now," she added as she stepped around the naked wolf, her head turning to peer at the corpse and its parasite one last time before she began walking north, towards warmer lands, and hopefully, towards a black rock. She knew she couldn't explain the intricacies of it, but she believed it was a gift bestowed to her by something of a higher power. A gift she should share. If she propped up one of the black stones against a hoof and struck it just right with her other hoof, a flash of light would spark from the connection. If dry wood and kindling was nearby, it was pretty easy for her to strike up the warmth, as she called it.
With a hoof, she gestured to the skin the man had worked on peeling away. "Thin, cold. Red is warm. Red, yellow sun, but smaller," she replied. Each phrase was spaced out, emphasizing that they each were referencing something different. Her hide twitched at the cold, spasming softly whenever the wind was especially harsh on her thin pelt.
Another thought struck her, and she was quick to neigh out, "You are naked, I am almost so. No warmth from our pelts." She had once again gestured to the horse while she spoke, pale gaze boring down onto the creature with interest.
"I will make warmth. I leave for it now," she added as she stepped around the naked wolf, her head turning to peer at the corpse and its parasite one last time before she began walking north, towards warmer lands, and hopefully, towards a black rock. She knew she couldn't explain the intricacies of it, but she believed it was a gift bestowed to her by something of a higher power. A gift she should share. If she propped up one of the black stones against a hoof and struck it just right with her other hoof, a flash of light would spark from the connection. If dry wood and kindling was nearby, it was pretty easy for her to strike up the warmth, as she called it.
Hirundo has a red-eyed crow companion named Nihil, he is present unless stated otherwise.