Purple Honey

[Baka]

"Alzon." The elder ruffled unsurely after a brief period of silence, silence and a nervous glance about towards the other gonbe before returning to the horizon again. Something was hushed in his voice, though he seemed to remain perfectly calm as he continued. "Would you mind if I left you for a few moments? I have to... Ah, do something, it seems...." A claw-ended digit brushed over the short-haired wire coat of his, as though trying to smooth it, but this too seemed in the utmost vain. He felt a sense, in the deepest pits of his stomache, that he may soon be needed elsewhere. Or were his feelings of dread and the slightest bit of despair due to something else? He shuffled his weight between his six limbs casually, and tilted his head in time to perceive a slight snickering sound, though this didn't come in normal sounds but those of the sonar, similar to that of which all Gonbe had. It made him flinch slightly in his spot.

Whether he was a thief or not didn't concern Akkedia as much as one would hope, her views were obstinant. They weren't exactly in a kingdom and being persecuted by the authorities, now were they? She thought not, and thus she founded that well, these innocent people deserved at least a small compensation for their loss. It was only then that she noted the girl, Belle. Something about her seemed unusual, was it her looks? No, like all humans she looked small, pink.... Apetizing.... Akkedia shook her head vigorously to get this out of her mind, oh how that cursed crimson liquid smelled so deliciously tainted! But no, that wasn't it... The difference, it seemed to be her scent, it was only slightly differed from the others, it held the scent she recognized as Mithoo's, barely but still present.

Labby blinked, but he decided not to go against tradition any more than he had to, so with a bumbling gait he spun about on his hind heels and then followed after her, casting one last flickering gaze to the dragon and the boy before following the panther with as light a footing as he dared.

[santingo]

"Yes..Mithoo?" Alzon responded instantly to his calling. An inaudible groan could be heard parting from the dark collection of rough scales which was Drakmur, whom awoken from his afternoon snooze in a rather dignified way. Throwing a reptilian head to the left, the great nightmare revealed dozens of razor sharp fangs and light blue gums. "No, of course not." Alzon spoke after casting an innocent grin at his sleepy friend whom groggily stretched to all fours. "Good luck." He lazily waved in his direction, before falling onto his bosom. Wriggling the lower half of his handsome body, the infant Gonbe adjusted his weight to where his head rested against the silver rock and one leg was crossed over the other. Another lazy evening it seemed.

Dominique groaned mentally in their direction, biting onto his lower lip subconsciously. Yes, this young hybrid was full of guilt for what he had done. However, apologizing would not come at ease. For instance, it would have been like apologizing for all of the thievery he had done. Rather, one could say apologizing was a childish belief that everything would be alright. However, no matter how many times this young lad would plea and cry, the deceased would never walk again to see the light of another day. Taking a brave step forward, he winced as Belle actually walked in their direction, fury burning in her pale eyes. Jaixas stepped to the side, gesturing for Akkedia to do the same. After all, this was his fault, not hers. "Before you consider revenge.." Dominique began, backing up slightly. ~Forgive me Akkedia but I don't do the apologizing thing..~ He bitterly thought to himself. "Don't you think it might be a bit rash? Honestly, you're no better yourself to attack back."

"Says you," Belle replied quietly, hurt tracing her tone. "It's so easy for a top predator like you to say that. Do you truly believe that?" She questioned. "Do you have any idea of how it's like to have monstrous creatures like gonbe and kivi running all over place?! Devouring everything in your path?!" She did not raise her tone but the beautiful maiden looked very cross. "You're a predator. You don't have to worry about getting devoured. No one eats kivi. Humans are basically like food..."

"I reckon I just sucked heir blood," Dominique corrected. "I couldn't control myself..."

"That's the problem!" Belle growled. "That's your excuses whenever it happens! Oh, I couldn't control myself!"

"Don't you think you're taking this a bit immaturely?" Dominique snarled.

"I don't want you to see this," Ragizere spoke quietly, full of apathy. Aurura reverted back to the elegant yet graceful dragonic form. Once both felines were out of vicinity, she glanced down at the young lad whose knees were shaking.

"You are full of honor," She spoke gravely. "Your end is nigh but that is no reason to dread for Dominius will give you the greatest gift anyone can possibly ask for." She recited. "Now, are you ready?"

"Y-y-yes," He nodded. "I am." Without any further ado, it began. Before anyone can blinked, before anyone can gape, before anyone can do anything really..it happened. A set of powerful jaws lunged directly at his neck. With a forceful tilting, the sound of breaking bones could be heard. Massive amounts of blood gushed onto the golden sands below. His death had come quickly, too quick to endure true pain. With the limp corpse in her powerful jaws, Aurura walked into the cavern to complete the rest of the ceremony.

[Baka]

Mithoo's mind though was clouded by slightly more fearful thoughts. As soon as he came within a nice distance from view of the young Gonbe and his Nightmare, he bolted. Now understand that this was a rather musable thing, his six operable limbs were uneven. His front legs matched that of a feline's;claws forever torn out in an unretractable and almost menacing fashion. His hind pair seemed as though the clubbed and unusual foot of a sloth, though the chubby toes lacked any claws whatsoever, his mid-pair was the strangest of all, coated in the lovely evergreen scales that contrasted to his almost dun colouring; these arms were stringier and were the only limbs he possessed that had thumbs on their intermost side, looking more like a gloved human's hand than anything of reptillian value. Now picture these uneven limbs, jostling rapidly to help keep a near constant acceleration in spite of one pair being almost a full foot longer than the others.

Why was he in a rush? To meet another Nightmare, actually. Well, if you could call it that. He ran for a long while, the snickering sounds vibrating in a stronger passion, and he realized he'd been wheeled closer to where he could swear Akkedia and Dominique dissapeared from his mental image. And finally he slid to a declining speed and finally came to a stop right besides the beasty, a rather grotesque sight of an elderly being if there was one. He stood roughly ten feet tall, give or take, and held up an unusually large head. This head was almost crocidillian, thick and flat, riddled across his bulbous nose a nice assortment of scars, all in equal length and depth, but of different angles. His skin was a rather lifeless brown, as one might expect from a long decomposed body, his composure wasn't of scales or fur, but of this wierd almost leather skin, which was stretched almost unnervingly across the beast's ribs and structure in such a way one would wonder if it was a pain to move with the constant threat of ripping open his flesh. His chin, along with either side of his face, was framed in rough, spikey tufts of dark brown fur. In eccence he looked like a bulky dragon, being that his anatomy was composed of an almost reptillian base in spite of the lack of scales, but that wasn't the worst part. What made this particular Nightmare fearful was the wounds he seemed to harbor. Upon his rough coat there was an assortment of stitching, his body almost taking on the look of patchwork, with slightly miscoloured 'patches' of skin. One of his wings, batlike from what it seemed, was gone with only a lump dwelling out of his shoulder where it must have once connected, the other wing was crumpled, with the great skin that once helped him sail shredded, and the bones broken so many times that it could never rise again, nor completely fold against his back. No, it remained almost perfectly straight- crooked near the end with an obvious and more serious break- and was dipped in such a decsent that it would forever drag against the ground. He had multiple other scars too, these in many different places, usually across tendons or other muscles- some even welling as deep as to show bone- that controlled his range of mobility to further impair this cursed beast. He had four golden eyes, two on each side and them right underneath the other, and then an odd bulge in his forehead, a crease riddled vertically through it's center. Some reckoned that was an eye too, though none had ever seen it opened. The most unusual scar was ripped straight through the left side of his lip, scissored all the way back to the base of his skull and sown over crudely, giving one side of his face a permanent scowl. The other side, the good side as some nightmares called it, remained unchanged, no lighting of the mood or anything. "Ah, Mithoo, long time no see....." He grumbled, in an almost incoherent whisper of sorts.

"You needed to see me?" Mithoo wasn't intimidated by this pain-filled brute, in fact the beast hadn't seemed any different than the first time Mithoo had laid eyes upon him, and that was when HE was young. He wasn't considered Akkedia's nightmare, or anyone's nightmare really. He'd have as soon told Volgai any information he had, so long as he'd come first. That was how this creature, properly renamed Cadaver, worked.

"The time is nigh when Dominius shall walk the world again...." Cadaver's eyes, oddly enough though all were intensely focused on the younger Nightmare, stared with an odd dullness.

This got Mithoo quite irritable, as his invisible brows furrowed and his wrinkles creased. "Yes, yes I know that...."

"She hasn't made any preperations for the time... Your Gonbe isn't ready." He lamented.

"I know that too, if all you want to tell me is things I already know, I might as well just leave..."

Cadaver nodded his head sagely, expending his front claw in the direction of which Akkedia and Dominique took earlier in their chase. "If it's something you do not know that you wish to find out, head that way... And make haste..." His words took a cryptic tone, though his gaze was as blank as ever. Mithoo, feeling his hackles of short-wirey fur rise a bit, nodded before stumbling off. And that was how it went with Cadaver, only a few short words exchanged before he dissapeared into solitude, he was as rare a sighting as Dominius sometimes, other times even rarer a spectacle, once it was almost five hundred years before he made an appearance.

Akkedia meanwhile rolled her eyes as she'd stepped over with Jaixas, carefully hugging him lightly since well, she wanted to give him a hug. If it wasn't for him, who knows how many other humans he might have killed, and though the bloodlustic nature of hers still festered in her being and told her in waves of shocking impulses to rip at them and drink their blood... She tried ignoring it. "Thank you." She mouthed lightly, though seemed a bit distraught when Dominique started argueing with one of the people he was supposed to be apologizing to. Something about this human's scent seemed slightly familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

Laboris regarded her closely, then nodded slightly. "I... Understand..." His excitement was once more replaced with an earnest pang of regret, but it couldn't be helped, it's not like Dominius wouldn't be summoned this century as with every century.

(And yes, I suppose this is a bit lengthy, I apologize and I probably never will do so again, >> I was just in a short-winded mood....)

[santingo]

Jaixas did not protest when Akkedia came to hug him, leaning into her touch lovingly. "You're welcome," He smiled. "Besides, I'm sure you would have done anything to help Dommy.." He persisted, watching the scene play through warily.

"Immaturely?" Belle inquired with an ascend of narrow eyebrows. "Is that what you blood-sucking beasts consider to be fear? Being childish?" If one were to inspect closely, they could find traces of agony edging her tone, even if anger appeared to be the dominant tone. How could one not expect her to be? A few nights prior, Rothmore the pretentious griffin had chosen her to be his next meal and left her to tremble in terror. Currently, she was almost ripped to shreds for the cursed crimson liquid which ran through her veins. And what made her very cross was the cliche excuse most bloodlustic people gave. "I couldn't control myself..." She repeated his very words once again in a mocking matter. "That's seems to be every blood-sucking monster's excuse.." Dominique was very cross himself, loosing patience at a quick rate. This so called Belle rambled on and on about the misfortunes on humans but she to, was ignorant. She failed to understand to listen to his side. And also, she was ignorant on the basics of being bloodlustic.

"Oh?!" He clicked his tongue against the roof of his upper jaw. "What about humans? Surely, they eat meat themselves, no?"

"Rabbits and deer don't cry tears of misery when we bite into them," Belle retorted, glaring at him in the eyes. Silence fell between them. What could he say? Belle did have a valid point but that did not grant her any right to attack those who had not even consumed a human. Technically, the demonic weasel sucked their blood..not devouring them. After an awkward moment or two, the young lad seemed to break into a trot with a monster-step until he walked casually to the pile of dead bodies.

"What do you want me to say?" Dominique began, trying to remain docile. "Would you like me to kneel down, beg and cry for your answer? The most proper thing I can do is give them a proper burial." He exhaled, making his way to the limp corpses. "I don't expect to be forgiven but I can tell you I'm dreadfully sorry for killing those close to you. Like I said and you're probably tired of hearing this, but I wasn't..myself.."

"You sound so calm," Belle heaved. "So calm about my loss. Do you not know how it feels to loose a loved one like I have?" Dominique stopped in his tracks entirely. Ragizere exchanged glances with Laboris, unsure of how to reply. How could she? This female panther was used to summoning Dominius and its violent history behind it but she was not used to explaining this to a person who had not seen it. They didn't need to. Meanwhile, Aurura dragged the limp corpse into the back of the hidden chamber. Dropping the young lad onto the floor, she began the next process. With powerful jaws and swift movements, she began to literally tearing him apart. But this was not the tearing how a hungry Gonbe may devour its victim. Rather, she separated the organs and mush of leftovers into a neat pile. The head, which had been removed from the neck, had been perched on the rottening corpse, which began to attract flies. It would only be six hours..until Dominius was here.

[Baka]

"I.... I suppose I would have..." Akkedia mumbled back with a small and rather faint smile detectable, though her eyes glistened with slight anguish at the comments shed between the human and the kivi hybrid she had admittedly grown an affinity for. But her keen sense of hearing detected her other nightmare before he came up, trodding in a similar manner to before, in that awkwardly funny sprint of his. She looked up from Jaixas briefly to greet him with her eyes.

Mithoo didn't notice her as soon as she'd noticed him, he was only going in the direction that Cadaver spoke of, and fumbled upon the scene on those premises. That was probably why he had such a look of startled shock when he finally got close enough to smell and see them. He slid to a stop, wincing since unlike before he didn't decline in acceleration first, and had scraped bits of skin from the soft pads at the bottom of his hind legs. His wary gaze shifted, he observed that there had been victims-collateral damage naturally of a bloodlustic person- Dominique, Akkedia, Jaixas, and-- "Belle....?" He mused questioningly, the clublike-tipped ears of his tilting in an odd way where one was pressed back against his skull whilst the other ventured forward and twitched, this look along with the furrowed brows and creased jaw giving him a perplexed expression.

This was also just passed the time when Belle said those lines of words, those particular words that Akkedia flinched with. Though she had made an internal promise to try and stay out of it she didn't really want it to progress much further. It wouldn't get any better if they let it battle it out with their words, after all it wouldn't improve their case any. "Hey now...." She muttered loud enough to get to the argueing two, stroking Jaixas's chin gently for a moment before releasing him in order to turn more of her attention to Belle and Dommy. There was another, ulterior reason to why she intervened, as a gonbe she did take a bit of offense to what she said. "Now, true are all of the things said, but that doesn't make us incapable. Us Gonbe, and... Some kivi too, we're not all bad. But as you creatures need to eat deer and rabbits and all those other creatures, we need to eat too, though we rather just suck the blood of our victims. But that doesn't mean that's all we are is evil, savage brutes. We have feelings, dreams, emotions... And we've had to suffer too, maybe not from being hunted, but from other things too. We bleed, we cry, we have families and we have loved ones... And something I think a gonbe could understand more than even you would ever know...." This was followed with an odd swelling in her throat, which she paused for a moment before finishing her statement. She was becoming emotional over this, she had only faint reason to know why. Had those companions of her been good, and they would see the gates that the young lad had just been sent to. Gonbe, they could never look forward to that, and for what? Ha, usually it was to eat the sins of their victims so that for destroying them they could at least repay them that much. "We understand loss...."

Laboris glanced up to the sky, noting the swirls of clouds to try and get the ceremony and what must have been lead by it out of his mind. Offhandedly he tried to digress, only enough to break the silence for a bit. "Dominius, what's he like?" The chimera then offered a slight glance to his panther companion softly.

[santingo]

How could Jaixas assume that Akkedia chose not to help her bloodlustic Dominique when she had been dreadfully depressed once both friend learned what happened a few nights prior? Anyway, the masked nightmare felt pampered by her love, something his former master did not show. Despite his various wounds and injured eye, he was surprisingly content, appearing to ignore his agonizing pain. Grinning stupidly at the advancing Mithoo, he trotted after Akkedia. A hearty chuckle parted his lips as he could have sworn that his master tried to copy how Dominique sprinted. "..Mithoo?" Belle inquired, smiling faintly before Akkedia came to explain. She exhaled bitterly but it sounded like a sob. "I didn't mean to insult your species.." She quickly shook her head, not hoping to make more enemies. "I..I..well..you guys are lucky."

"How?" Jaixas happily sat on his master's feet. Dominique gaped slightly, looking very hurt once Belle said that. He lifted a clenched fist to his heart, as if a golden arrow pierced his heaving chest. Blinking several times, he made another funny maneuver which he seemed to duck his head, causing his upper torso to move before his lower headquarters could as Mithoo came. Dominique had done so because he was frightened that the elder nightmare would notice his sudden pang of emotions. Reverting back to the demonic weasel, he silently dug a hole to bury the dead. Ragizere blinked once questioned, only grinning innocently. Although stressed herself, it was alright to joke around from time to time.

"We would be here all night if I told you how Dominius was like," She giggled, smiling faintly. "Although ,I can give you a warning." She exhaled. "Do NOT talk about the whole ereu thing with him. You don't want to make him cross..."

[Baka]

"Lucky?" Akkedia's eyes narrowed, how was she seen as lucky? But she dropped it, as she had done many times before. She had learned over this ammount of time, that fighting wasn't worth it. Let the humans believe, believe that they were truly heartless monsters. But even now, considering her rages and her slight bit of hurt that cornered her eyes. She stumbled forward and kneeled besides where her weasel-ish friend was digging a hole, though Mithoo didn't seem to notice it she had, and she wished she could say something to comfort him. But as she opened her jaws, she found that she could say nothing, in which she closed her mouth again and glanced to the corpses moodily. The sight didn't surprise her, she'd of course taken more than her fair share of lives when she went bloodlustic, but she also apologized. It was acts like this, with little regard for the feelings as with Elivre and most other Gonbe, that further enforced humans fear in them. And it further shunned them from civilization. I mean, think about it. If kivi hated them and humans feared them, what did gonbe really have? It was hard to believe they had been the same kin, by the way they treated one another....

"Belle...." Mithoo contorted, offering but a glance to his nightmare friend in a questioning manner, over his wounds rather. He would tend to him later, and see what he could do, but priorities needed to be thought of. Slower, and making much less of a fool of himself he slowed his pace as he almost frolicked forward in his jumble-limbed dance. He stopped, near her, glancing at her softly, in the comforting way if there was one. "Tell me, what's going on......?" His voice sounded worried, and unusually compassionate, in spite of how his master seemed to react. Akkedia meanwhile had carefully traced her fingers over the chest of each of Dommy's victims, right over the heart of each of them. In each one a small bit of light blue-ish and black foglike whispers etched to the tips of her fingers, a small bit of it had actually gathered when she was finished, and she pressed the oddly hued fingers to her own chest, and they seemed to actually fade into her own being...

"Mum's the word, I won't mention it." Laboris promised and even grinned a bit, glad that she was smiling again. He didn't like her acting so solomn and serious, it gave everything a morose mood, and that wouldn't change the happenings of the world. "Do you suppose then, knowing him better than I do, that he might consider taking us to the council to discuss.... With them the errs of the world?"

[santingo]

"Yes.." Belle repeated herself, pale eyes glistening nervously. What she truly meant by her foolish words was that Gonbe and Kivi did not have to worry about being devoured by a hungry beasts. Still slightly upset by her ordeal, she believed they were blood-sucking monsters even if they sued the cliche excuse for doing so. No, she didn't believe that they were entirely heartless monsters. Even if it gave little effect, Dominique did make an effort to apologize. Akkedia did get offended. Whose to say that none of them had feelings? This pink, small delicious maiden had no rights to do so. Besides, humans were no better themselves. Aside from the kivi-gonbe hatred, basically most creatures despised humans. Dominique reacted little once his fellow friend ventured over, some level of hurt burning in his glistening eyes. He did not utter a single word until she began the sin devouring process.

"What are you doing?" The young lad questioned softly, having never seen a gonbe do that. Alzon was technically a gonbe but he was too young to have learned what Akkedia was doing. Belle rushed over to Mithoo, Horis by her side.

"Well, well," He grinned. "Hello to you. It's good to see you.." He chuckled.

"It appears that someone here went bloodlustic.." She explained carefully, watching the two at work. Her pale blue eyes flickered back to Dominique who worked more slowly. on the hole. "He didn't hurt me nor my father but he managed to kill four people. I don't names here.." She sweatdropped. "First, a rather demonic looking weasel came, blood dripping from his fangs. He looked at us hungrily. I wasn't sure whether he would devour me or just suck my suck. Then this giant demonic bat following by a two-headed dragon with six limbs." She paused before glancing down at Jaixas, nearly yelping. "I could have sworn you were much bigger!"

"It's my gift.." Jaixas chuckled, grinning innocently. Ragizere smiled brightly at him, purring silently.

"The best advice I can give you.." She began. "Is not to ask him about it at first. Because the answer will be no. Even the council will refuse to see us until some problems of this world have been solved. Dominius isn't a very hard guy to understand. You can tell if he's happy or mad, even if his tone does not show it." She smiled.

[Baka]

Akkedia heaved a sigh and glanced at him sidelong, partially out of relief as she continued this proccess until when her fingers pressed over the person's heart no more of the sins came out to greet her almost magnetic touch. They needed it on different degrees, there seemed to be one person that she drew a lot of sins from in fact before she was finished her task. "I'm draining the sins from them so that when their souls finally do pass on, they have no trouble going to a better place..... It's how Gonbe's respect the dead.... But I advise that if you ever want to go to heaven, you'll never do this yourself..." Something was particularly melancholy in her voice, even though in her eyes it was obvious that she was grateful that something, no matter how small, helped ease the burden of those foolish, hurtful words of the human.

"It's good to see you as well." Mithoo replied with a smile, generally he was content with seeing them again, for which he was surprised the encounter would come so soon, and under the certain circumstances as well. It showed that he went through different expressions upon her explanation. "I see......" He mumbled softly. "Well these actually are my comrades, I apologize..... Jaixas, meet Belle and her father Horis, Horis and Belle, this is my fellow kin Jaixas." After motioning the proper guestures of introduction between them he turned to look over at the two gonbe, or rather the gonbe and the hybrid. "And those two are Akkedia and Dominique, they're good kids... But times currently are rough, even for them I reckon...." He didn't speak with or against them, his oppinions had long since been wittled down by time. He, the nightmare thought, was only to supply the information, and they would decide from there what they thought and believed.
"Very well, besides I suppose he must get his bearings first..." Laboris muttered. "If I was woken up again after a hundred years of sleep I don't think I'd be in the mood for interrogations either....." This came with a museful purr, before his eyes closed and he exhaled in bewilderment.

[santingo]

Sharp silver claws dug into the soft flesh of the ground, leaving huge marks in their place. Dominique worked silently and rapidly, wanting to bury these people once Akkedia finished with her duty. His heart pounded with hurt and guilt. How could Belle be so ignorant?! Then again, this small maiden did not know him and therefore, did not know anything. "I won't be able to do it.." He whispered quietly, loud enough for her to hear. "My mother tried teaching me once but she claimed that I could never do it..." He heaved, reverting back to his humanoid form once he was done. Jaixas did not protest when she jumped. In reality, he did look like a freak with a feline tail and a feathered mask.

"I'm terribly sorry," Belle quickly gathered her thoughts. "I really am.." She shivered. "Pleasure to meet you.." She bowed, Horis doing the same.

"As it's a pleasure to meet you, young lady," Jaixas smiled broadly.

"Dominique.." Horis mumbled the name, lifting his chin to the endless heavens above. "Where have I heard that name before...?"

"I would be the same," Ragizere laughed before purring. "But then again..it must feel very weird waking up after one hundred years..and expected to take care of the world. This is why I feel bad for Dominius.."

[Baka]

"That's probably true, you're part Kivi too, and it isn't their duty......" Akkedia mused as she finally completed her work, sitting back. Afterwards she always felt stronger, but for the wrong reasons. For instance, right now the bloodlustic nature became stronger inside her, the pounding of her ears more deafening, and the turn of her stomach in the quest that she wanted to slurp up every bit of and every drop of blood they had. She tried shaking these thoughts aside. "And as part Gonbe you couldn't be Dominius.... You're a revolution rather, expected to do neither task.... A true of our old kin, if you ask me...."
"I am unsure where you've heard the name before...... Maybe it was mentioned to you...?" He blinked, wondering how that name, as uniquely contrived as he supposed it was, worked out to be heard by passerbyers that he'd met and befriended on a chance meeting.
"Yes you find that one feels sorry for a lot of people, a lot of creatures, during these rough times..... The expectations, are they not high for every creature of the olden days? The gonbe, are to try and destroy the world. The kivi, brethren, are to stop them... And poor Dominius is just caught between this destructive cycle...."

[santingo]

Dominique took her wise words into consideration. If one were to ask, this young lad was already happy with being an excellent thief. How he enjoyed the salty scent drifting into the gentle afternoon breezes. How he loved smacking his lips while wolfing down purple honey. His life was already simple despite the loss of Mercedes and his mother. "Well..thank you," He smiled faintly. "One could say I can be accepted by either one but.." He didn't finish that sentence. Akkedia would know what comes next. It didn't need to be described.

"That does seem logically but maybe I'm mistaken," Horis scratched his chin before he suddenly experienced a realization. "No. He's the infamous thief I keep hearing about!" He bobbed his handsome head.

"Infamous thief?" Jaixas would have furrowed his eyebrows but one should keep in mind his entire head was covered in a mask that didn't even reveal his emerald green eyes.

"The legendary band of thieves which have yet to be captured," Horis explained carefully.

"Indeed," Ragizere exhaled bitterly. "To be honest and open, the world hasn't changed much from the time before the ereu race broke into two." The female panther lowered herself onto furry haunches. "During my entire life, I've watched the Cekree evolve into humans and other things. I've seen this land change. I've seen animals become extinct. And there is one thing that has disappointed me the most. Even if true, everyone criticizes humans for being a terrible species but to be honest..many creatures are more monsters than humans."

[Baka]

"Yes, yes I know......" Akkedia muttered before pursing her lips to a tight close, but she was simply glad that he wasn't dwelling on depressing pasts. One whom dwelled in the past couldn't ever live contently, no, one's eyes would have to look only into the future, to mind and mend the mistakes made.

Mithoo was at a loss of words, sure he could cover for Dominique and simply state how the name was probably common and that he wasn't a thief, but that would be lying. And that wasn't how Mithoo responded to any sort of situation, for he didn't want to forsake the trust given into his word. Carefully inside the lumbering step of his he took a nice occupance between the humans and the burial taking place with the inhuman members of the group he felt an affinity and kinship for. "Hmm, I see." Mithoo mused to Horis. He wouldn't say more until he found this man's intent, he saw no need for getting rough or mean to them if they'd no intention of harm. But not only had Dommy killed their fellows but also he was an infamous thief. So a friend of them or not Mithoo wondered and pondered their course of action to this fact.

"It's unfair to compare anything to humans as though they're any different from gonbe and kivi, simply for being prey. That's likewise the animals compare humankind to rabbits or deer simply because they're lower on the food chain. All beings that are born into this world have purpose, some with more wits than others true, but all hearts harboring the potential for both good and bad, right and wrong, as well as innate instinct."

[santingo]

Dominique chose not to continue their depressing conversation, since there was no need for it. Still saddened by the mere mentioning of death to loved ones, he decided not to dwindle upon the past. "Do you swim?" He questioned curiously, deciding to start another discourse while the two fellow companions were together.

Horis had no intentions on reporting the infamous thief to the authorities? Why would he? He would receive no reward for it. Belle would have never approved of this because the bloodlustic lad was already crippled due to the profusing guilt warming his blood so any foolish mistakes could have cost his life. "Not that it matters," The father suddenly burst. "We were on our way to the kingdom but we were stopped many times."

"By a large serpent, a purple skunk and a crimson badger.." His daughter added details. Ragizere listened to his words carefully. It was the truth and valid in every way.

"I couldn't have said it better myself," She purred before wincing. One hour had passed. A pang of agony swept over her body. Groaning, she bit onto her lower lip and ignored the pain.

[Baka]

"I fathom I haven't swam in a couple of decades...." She mentioned briefly at the thought, scratching the side of her cheek with her middle and index finger as she mused this. After figuring lightly she nodded. "Yeah, roughly five or so decades ago...... But I swim, why....?"

"Oh? What did those others do when they stopped you?" Mithoo, as best as he tried to hide it, looked suddenly quite alarmed, obvious only by his eyes as they widened to their full extent. Yes, it showed then that against most belief his eyes weren't perfectly round as this writer liked to put, but almost a fat almond shape, glistening several pale hues but almost always maintaining a grayscale integrity. "What did they want....?"

But the groan made him become anxious and tense, he also gave her a loving nuzzle on her cheek with his soft pink nose. "What's wrong....?" He seemed purely concerned, his ears plopped like dead heaps against the small curled black horns that adorned his catlike face. The scraggly coat of his bristled as best it could, though the majority of his fur remained flat and tangled like the wool it could be considered.