Fire roared under a jungle's clearing after a harsh battle sheared the grass and canopies within sight. The damage to the ground had been visible. The fire which had been lit at the camp's center accentuated them, a reminder that the Tangleweaves were full of danger, while the opened medical kit by his side was a second. These were not the only reminders still, for there was the corpse of a Jade Jaguar bent right over THE GUY's knee.
"Can't believe these little babosos brought so much trouble for us. Just goes to show that they have the home-field, I'd say. I'm glad they went for me instead of you-I wasn't the one about to die!" A bold laugh rumbled from his chest, one unfettered by his usual helmet. It was a laugh meant to cover away the notion in his head that told him that 'I likely wouldn't have come to save you, either'.
Instead of saying such grim things, THE GUY instead deigned to leave a positive impression behind. While he had appreciated the help, he was going to leave on his own regardless. There was something in this forest that he did not want people to follow him to hunt. He made sure that his two new comrade-in-arms knew of this.
In the meantime, they rested. THE GUY picked blade beneath jade hide to pull away trophies with which to split between them three. He felt it the least he could do to pick away some loot for the samaritans beside him. That, and cook some meat by the fireside so that they wouldn't yet go fed on something as depressing as travel rations.
"Can't believe these little babosos brought so much trouble for us. Just goes to show that they have the home-field, I'd say. I'm glad they went for me instead of you-I wasn't the one about to die!" A bold laugh rumbled from his chest, one unfettered by his usual helmet. It was a laugh meant to cover away the notion in his head that told him that 'I likely wouldn't have come to save you, either'.
Instead of saying such grim things, THE GUY instead deigned to leave a positive impression behind. While he had appreciated the help, he was going to leave on his own regardless. There was something in this forest that he did not want people to follow him to hunt. He made sure that his two new comrade-in-arms knew of this.
In the meantime, they rested. THE GUY picked blade beneath jade hide to pull away trophies with which to split between them three. He felt it the least he could do to pick away some loot for the samaritans beside him. That, and cook some meat by the fireside so that they wouldn't yet go fed on something as depressing as travel rations.
A continuation of 'To Kill a Mockingjade', made so that we can go as long as we please here.
@Luthien @Yua