Mordred Deschain (
mordredeschain) wrote2018-01-26 07:10 am
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Entry tags:
- ic,
- meal,
- rp,
- wordsofwater
A-Hunting
*It's a nice day for a hunting trip. Mordred is still in human form, but his mind is reaching out to look for prey like the creepiest of spiders. Somewhere not far off there are deer, birds, other hunters . . .*
(So, what shall we catch today? There are humans near, I'm sure at least one of them deserves to die.)
(So, what shall we catch today? There are humans near, I'm sure at least one of them deserves to die.)
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She creates a bubble by waving her hand over the water - a small wave rises up and folds over, trapping a bubble inside it.
"I just need to do that over your head," she explains.
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are you okay in there? can you breathe?
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She starts to swim deeper, down towards the river bed.
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Shall I play with my food while I wait, sai? I'm awful tempted to . . .
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She glances up the tree and then back to Modred. " I can dry you off too if you like or would you prefer to dry Naturally in the sunshine?"
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*Once he's dry and she's off to get her meal, Mordred returns to the tree that holds the last of his catch.* Are ya really still tryin' ta struggle, sai? Don't ya ken that it only makes ya better tied up?
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