All These Futures Turned to Dust [ Open ]

[raptorwithagun.livejournal.com]

Red Snout was brooding. He'd gotten quite good at it over the last several days and today was no different. He had appropriated a sensorium room and was now sprawled in front of a simulation of his home. A dusty clearing near the edge of a wood that slowly turned into a sprawling grassland, a den sug into the side of a low hill. A breeze whispered through the trees over head and the faint sound of running water could be heard as well. The raptor himself was in front of the empty den. He laid there, tail curled slightly as he stared out into the trees.

Gone. All gone. Everything he had loved, protected and lived for. His world was quite literally shattered and there was nothing he could do about it. His chieftain, gone. His close companion and sometimes mate, gone. All of the little ones, the future of their people...gone. The thought was too painful to bear. So he hunkered lower in the dust and grass and stared listlessly off into the woods, hoping to somehow defeat this malaise that had settled on him over the past few days.

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[raptorwithagun.livejournal.com]

"I have not given up!" Red Snout bristled and let out an angry hiss. He didn't care what or who this intruder was, no one called Red Snout a coward!

"I am mourning for my lost kin! And you have no right to speak to me in such a way. If you wish to face me, then continue your insults!"

argh, why is this so late?!

[thekohakuriver.livejournal.com]

It just so happened that Kohaku had no intention of fighting Red Snout— but anger was good. Mourning was what faded you away, and Haku had no real notion of kin, except that some mortals would go through any trial to save their parents.

But Red Snout didn't know that.

For a few seconds he stared at the bristling raptor, then all in an instant transformed in a rattle of seashells and a ripple of white scales. Haku was a river-Kami, and a dragon, and he was bigger. But he only snapped once, and not dangerously, only as a display of threat before leaping into the air.