All I want
03-17-2014, 06:46 PM
Fascinated, Warja was momentarily awed into silence by the small alien creature. Its movements were jerky and slow, and she could feel each deliberate stride as it climbed through her fur. If she watched really, really closely, she could see its little buggy paws grabbing strands of the stuff. "Its a little explorer!" The strange insect reminded her of her and Kismet. It was a little adventurer, pushing its way through tall grass in an oddly wolfy jungle.
Wait... Which end had a face? She squinted. Unless it was walking backwards, the end that was leading the way had to be the front, right? And the twitchy whisker things on that end were probably like her whiskers. That would make more sense than it having butt whiskers, but then again, it also looked a whole lot like a stick, so their bodies probably weren't made following the same rules. Maybe it did have butt whiskers or maybe, its face was just so teeny tiny she couldn't see it properly. "I'm gonna name it-"
A deafening hoot from the treetops cut her off and Warja jumped, gasping at the sudden sound. The hooting came again, this time embodying the sound she'd tried to imitate only much, much more authentic. Never before had she been so close to a howler monkey and now, standing so close to one, the sound shook her insides. "Oh..." At once she was conflicted. The desire to investigate this loud creature was strong, but at the same time her senses were thrown into chaos, every inch of her feeling the danger.
There was another growling hoot - this time from a different tree - and the original hooter responded. Turning her head a little towards the boy but keeping her eyes fixed in the trees, Warja whispered, "Uh, Kismet..."
Wait... Which end had a face? She squinted. Unless it was walking backwards, the end that was leading the way had to be the front, right? And the twitchy whisker things on that end were probably like her whiskers. That would make more sense than it having butt whiskers, but then again, it also looked a whole lot like a stick, so their bodies probably weren't made following the same rules. Maybe it did have butt whiskers or maybe, its face was just so teeny tiny she couldn't see it properly. "I'm gonna name it-"
A deafening hoot from the treetops cut her off and Warja jumped, gasping at the sudden sound. The hooting came again, this time embodying the sound she'd tried to imitate only much, much more authentic. Never before had she been so close to a howler monkey and now, standing so close to one, the sound shook her insides. "Oh..." At once she was conflicted. The desire to investigate this loud creature was strong, but at the same time her senses were thrown into chaos, every inch of her feeling the danger.
There was another growling hoot - this time from a different tree - and the original hooter responded. Turning her head a little towards the boy but keeping her eyes fixed in the trees, Warja whispered, "Uh, Kismet..."
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