Thread: Souls Bound in the Sand (Closed to Armphid/Misanthropiclove)

Taredo came during the sun lit time this day, landing and taking the form of his Southern woman once more, I see. This seems like it should be fit for my tribe. I am not sure about the slaves you wish me to help you free though, Sun Child. He touched the large dogs and shrugged, Unless they would be okay with the odds and ends of these animals. Of course, we could always just take down one of the animals that leads the caravans. He walked over and placed a hand on Radiant Kissing Son's shoulder and bowed his head, You have passed my tests, Sun Child. You have my might for you when you wish to free these slaves today. We shall be victorious. He shimmered lightly, finally taking his true form. He stood a good six feet and four inches tall and his skin was white as chalk or the very face of the moon. His hair reached down to his shoulders in most places and carried a few black feathers braided into the white strands. His arms and legs were covered in silver tattoos that still managed to stand out on the parchment-like skin and seemed to still look like they would be movable if you just traced a finger across them. The only oddity on him was his eyes, both of them completely sapphire blue as if his eyes had been replaced with the gems themselves. Here, let me seal the pact with you. It wasn't a request, or an offer. Taredo brought Radiant Kissing Son close and kissed him hard, plunging his tongue into the other's mouth and dragged out the tongue of his Solar Mate. With a quick bite Taredo pierced both skins and mixed their blood together with the kiss. There was a small hint that Taredo enjoyed this more than just a pact sealing, yet he still fiercely held Radiant Kissing Son close. There was also no way he would admit that this was anything more than an agreement between two Chosen, not even to himself. As the kiss ended Taredo licked off a few traces of blood from Radiant Kissing Son's mouth as he shifted back into the female form to escape the burning rays of the Unconquered Sun. There we go. You have my blood mixed in you, I have yours with me. We are now bonded. You SHOULD be safe in my tribe, but I would stick close to me just in case. He gave a light smirk and sat down amongst the carcasses, pulling out a bone knife as he slit the stomach of one of the canids and began to gut it, placing all the meat in a position for it to cook in the sun. I think this will be something of a treat for my tribesmen. Since I got here early enough I should be able have some of this meat cook. That may also work for some of the slaves. I doubt they are used to, or even capable, of eating raw meat. It seemed that with all these tests passed that Taredo wasn't nearly as much of a bastard as he had passed himself off as. He was cleaning and scouring the corpses for useful materials in ways that would most likely seem similar to the Northern Solar. Tell me when they start to come. I'll work these hides into something for the new people to wear. Otherwise I fear the slave clothing will fall apart and leave them open to the elements. Tch, so weak in some ways. Taredo would busy himself with the work, cleaning out certain parts of the animals and scraping every last bit of fat and tissue from the skins as he got them ready. After he placed them out to dry he started going for the smaller animals, removing unusable bones yet keeping the venom glands of the snake. The entire little ritual would be at least informative, if not necessary if Radiant Kissing Son were to live with these people. It was something no human had ever been privy to seeing before...and surviving at least.