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Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

The mountain winds were cold even in summer, and there were places where the ice was more ancient than civilisation. Such were the stories his people told, anyway. They knew that there were places where the snow never melted. Winter just meant that Seyn decided to range a little lower. His thick fur and wide paws were perfect for the snow. The dull spotted browns could meld exactly against rock or trees, while he hunted silently. If anyone shaved him, they would probably find that his cat-form wasn't that big at all, just incredibly fluffy. If they managed to do that without getting their throat bitten out, that was. His people were mostly solitary, slinking into clan meetings at midwinter and midsummer to tell stories and meet potential mates, and he was no exception. He spent most of his time alone, not even putting a pawprint near his closest neighbour's territory. It was only good manners. So Seyn had not spoken to another being for months, spending his life in utter silence between the hunt, sleep, cleaning himself, thinking about the meaning of life. It was a quiet existence. Or it was, before humans had realised the rich hunting grounds held wealth for them the prices of expensive furs only rose these days. Now he had to spent time avoiding hunters. A storm was coming. He could smell blizzard in the air. A little while before even he would need to take shelter. He pounced on the last white hare, easily snapping its spine with his teeth before he headed back to his den. The wind and the driving snow meant that Seyn did not smell or see the human until he dropped down from the higher rocks, right next to Ayden. His reaction, however, was instantaneous. He dropped the dead hare and bared his teeth at the human, tufted ears flattening back. In a better day, he would have climbed back up the rock and retreated, but this was the path to his cave. If he went there now, the human could follow. But he was also unsure. To hunt hares and deer was one thing, to attack another conscious being was another. He did not want to have to kill the human. And there was the worsening weather... Not good, not good. He did not like this.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

The sky around Ayden grew darker, and he glanced warily at the clouds. Could he really survive a night so exposed to nature? An hour of waiting later and he had decided he really couldnt. The weather steadily got worse, the icy wind accompanied with snow, a howl echoing through the rocks he took shelter by. Ayden had no doubt in his mind he wouldnt survive out here on his own. Carefully he dug through his bag, pulling out the old leather map. It had been a drawn out by his grandfather as a coming of age present. Ayden had always been hopeless when it came to directions, but his grandfather had painstakingly drawn out all of his favourite hunting routes, all of his most valued shelters. Shame Ayden hadnt learned to read it better before, but he might as well start now. He rolled out the creased leather, surveying the detailed landscape. Their trip had started in the forests to the southwest and then theyd continued along some frozen stream before turning to the west and then didnt they go south again? But he was sure they had passed that little mossy rock thing, that looked sort of like- Yes, Ayden was going to die, frozen and alone. He let out an exaggerated huff, trying to keep away the panic in his head. Suddenly a noise sounded behind him, the quiet crunch of snow. But before he could turn a giant cat was before him, snow lining its fur, already hissing and snarling. Ayden let out a surprised shout, panic letting way to him when he knew he should be quiet. The shock had him rocking back on his heels, rather ungracefully falling backwards. He scrambled upright again, slowly standing hand on handle of his blade. Easy, kitty, Im not h-here to harm, just want to g-get out of the storm. Ive been out here a little too l-long for a human, just going home. His speech was loud, almost to the point of obnoxious. Hadnt that always been what the elders of his village taught him? Dont run, dont crouch, stand tall and be loud enough that it doesnt want to fight you. The cat before him was large, though not as large as hed seen before, pelt shimmering beneath the coat of snow. If Ayden had encountered him the day before, he would have been ecstatic. But now, he was not in the mood to try and best it in a fight, he was cold, he was hungry, and he just wanted to get warm. Then an idea struck him. A wild cat in these areas couldnt prowl slowly in the cold it had to have some sheltered area. If he could just outwait it he might be okay
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Kitty? Did the human just call him kitty ? How utterly offensive. He hissed viciously in response. Seyn was utterly without fear. He was not an animal to not know the sharpness of a blade, and behind his yellow eyes there was a fierce intelligence. His teeth and claws were fearsome weapons. If it came to a fight, he would win. Probably. But to leave the human here would be murder just as much as if he bit the human's throat out with his own teeth. Surely he would freeze to death if left. He twitched as if he wished to leave, but then stayed. Snorted in what might have been irritation. He did not want to shift, because then the cold would bite into his bare and unprotected skin. Seyn turned his head and picked up the hare in his teeth again, and took two steps away before turning to look back at the human. An invitation to follow. It was the only decision that he could make. To leave another conscious being to die was not in his nature. He was a hunter, not a murderer... The difference was very wide. He could let the human stay a night or two, until the storm fell, and then, send him away with threats. It might do. He led them up the rocks, then into what seemed a simple crevice, that then suddenly widened into a large cave. Seyn made his home only in the antechamber too it seemed as if there were passages leading further into the rock. It certainly wasn't the habitation of a cat. In the strip of pale light at the entrance, there was evidence of fire, and further in there was a bed of fur blankets sewn carefully together, as well as a few tools and some small bone carvings of cats, rabbits, mice. Apparently the craftsman had no talent whatsoever for carving deer.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden jumped as the cat hissed at him, trying to seem brave and well not like the panicked mess he was. He had really gotten himself into a disaster this time. Okay, so talking to the kitty wasnt the smartest thing to do. The cat before him didnt show the slightest apprehension at Ayden's attempt at being fierce, and he shifted nervously. If that cat tried to attack him Ayden doubted he would stand long. They contemplated each other silently for a moment, neither sure of what to do. Then suddenly the animal picked up its discarded prey, and then of the oddest things, pranced a few steps before turning back and giving Ayden a look? As if it was actually trying to convey something to him. He stood open mouthed and gaping for a moment, confused as all get out, but as soon as the animal continued plodding along his memory kicked in and reminded him his future was bleak if he didn't follow. Hastily he grabbed his backpack, stuffing the leather map into the pocket of his thick deer skin jacket and trotting off after his new woodland friend? Okay that was a little presumptuous, but Ayden didnt want to strip all of his masculinity and claim him a saviour He was nervous, scrambling after the feline. Its body was much better suited to the barren landscape to his own, and his travel was gawky and sluggish in comparison to wild cats sleek trek. Every few steps the cat would glance back, and Ayden was strangely reminded of the stories of shape shifters his grandfather used to tell him. But at this point, he was much too cold and desperate to complain or wonder. Ayden was shocked as they came to a cave finally. The small crevice he was led into was as expected, but then he glanced the cave it widened into It wasnt the home of some carnivore. He could already see firelight, and a bed, and generally the home of a human? Ayden stumbled into the cave, searching for the sign of another human habitant. But it seemed he was the only human present and the wild cat. He turned warily to the animal. Is this- oh god. Nervously he shifted from foot to foot, settling on a stool, hoping, praying the master of the animal before him would pop out. Any time now would be good, thanks.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden's bravado was amusing. But it was also good that the human wasn't stupid and got the hint quickly. Anything else would be far too irritating and unbearable. He had to pause many times to let the human catch up. Such undignified scrambling. Humans really were useless at surviving in the wilderness, and yet why did they breed so much? Perplexing creatures. In the cave, he dropped the hare close to the fire. A snack for later. The place was missing simple things like cutlery and pots to cook in, with Seyn eating almost everything raw. Only sharp knives that he used for skinning the animals when he needed the fur. He spent a little licking his paw, cleaning the claws of blood as he tried to decide what to do next. To be out of the wind must at least be a vast improvement, that he was considering doing nothing further. Staying in this form and ignoring the human. He studied Ayden carefully, yellow eyes gleaming. Then a decision just as sudden as taking the human here. He went to his bed and slid under one of the blankets. He did not wish to show this one what the shift looked like yet. To show a human what their being really consisted of was undignified. An honour undeserved. A moment later, he was stretching out the stiffness from his human arms. Maybe he was not quite fully human even then... His eyes were still the same shade of yellow and as he yawned his teeth might have been ever so slightly too pointed. The bones of his face and the slant of his eyes were still somehow feline. It was so obvious that both the forms were one and the same being once you saw them. He was, of course, perfectly naked, but he wrapped the blanket loosely around his shoulders in an attempt at modesty. It wasn't a particularly good one. His naked body was just as lean as the cat's, with defined muscles and longer limbs. His skin was clear and honey coloured, like that of the gypsies that sometimes wandered to the north. Maybe some of their stories about inhuman ancestors were true... Perhaps someone should have taught him how to cut his nails, however. They were long and looked almost as sharp as a cat's claws were. His hair was much neater, shoulder long and clean, the same colour as the lynx fur. Apparently felines really did like being clean. Is this what? he asked, amused. His accent was strange, as if this was not really his language. Few humans saw his kind. At most, they were stories. He was curious to see the reaction, and his smile showed it. Would this one piss his pants like the last one?
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden was, to put it lightly, confused as hell. Being scared would probably have been a more appropriate reaction at this point, but Ayden had never been one to dislike something as mysterious though potentially dangerous as this. Hell, he lived in a tiny village that had a population of around three hundred. Excitement came from things like successful breeding and good hunting seasons, nothing all that crazy. Anything outside his home was interesting. His eyes stayed glued to the brown feline as it trotted to the fire place, dropping its prey. Although he was vaguely aware he should find the behaviour of this strange creature odd, he was too busy enjoying the heat of the room. Shivers racked his body as he was finally enveloped in the warmth he had been craving for days. He shifted nervously as the creature eyed him, unsure if he should say something or do something or anything really. Ayden was dreading that his predictions of this creatures humanity would come true. His reality didnt seem to be coping well today. He was startled as the creature rose, climbing to his bed, sliding under the sheets. Ayden wasnt sure if that was typical wild cat behaviour or what but then Holy shit. Instead of the cat crawling back out, a man rose from the bed, naked. At least hed had the decency to pull a blanket around himself, but still! Ayden knocked the stool hed been sitting on over as he scrambled backwards, eyes wide and frightened. W-What the hell? W-what are y-you? He gasped in panic. He couldnt keep a blush from rising in his cheeks at the naked form, though really the others state of undress was the least of his problems. Aydens eyes traced the lean curves of his body, eyes finally settling on the much too feline to be completely human face. And, oh god, claws and teeth. Ayden was muscular, but he was wiry, better for running than fighting, there was no way he could beat this male in a fight. And the claws thing was definitely an unfair advantage. Ayden scrambled to a standing position, hand running through his sandy blond hair in panic. Fuck, this was the kind of thing they needed to teach hunters to deal with, not how to pin a rabbit. Is this- Are you- Fuck, just, dont eat me? The words came out as more of a question than a command, but Ayden was willing to take any speech at this point. He was so confused, how could something like this be possible, in his world? And was he even dangerous the cat well, man, had brought him somewhere safe, would he have bothered only to eat him.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

It was a satisfying enough reaction. Seyn wrapped the blanket around his waist, tucking the edges around the waist and making a sort of skirt. While nakedness was only natural, humans did seem terribly obsessed with genitals. It often ruined conversations. He felt no need whatsoever for anything else, though, as if he was impervious to the cold. He was far too used to it. He did well enough without both fire and shelter everything here was a luxury to him. The human still insisted on saying the stupidest thing. He gave Ayden a look of contempt. Why would I eat you? To eat another conscious creature is a crime. I am not an animal. A pause. He felt that those words didn't get his thoughts across clearly enough. Even if I wanted to kill you... I would not do it in my home . He leant forward, placing a few pieces of wood in the low fire. The human needed more warmth than a shapeshifter did... The nature of their being was a little different. Seyn was in no mood to explain things, however. You can sit down again, human. Seyn was offended at the assumptions on his morality, and he made it clear in his tone. He had never been much good at hiding his emotions, nor needed to. Unless you really are as stupid as you sound, you know what I am. There were stories, legends. Perhaps he was also offended that the question was 'what' rather than 'who'. As if he was some sort of thing, not a person. I am Seyn. My clan name does not matter to you. Not giving a full introduction was akin to a slap in the face between shapeshifters, but probably that aspect of their manners went right over the heads of humans.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden watched, caught between horror and intrigue as the man pulled the blanket around his waist. The others attitude was so nonchalant. At least he didnt seem psycho or anything, and Ayden supposed he should be thankful. Then again whatever higher being there was out there could have just sent him a human, why did it have to be something as convoluted as a shapeshifter? Ayden cringed at the look of contempt. Okay, maybe that was a little unfair and a bit of a quick judgement. But it wasnt like Ayden was used to encountering things like this. This man was supposed to be a creature of myth and lore, a bedtime story used to keep kids out of the woods. He had no knowledge to base the male off of, and he muttered a quiet apology as the other continued. That was probably a good point too, murderers didnt often take their victims home. Ayden watched silently as the other settled by the fire, adding more wood, and he was thankful. His fingers stung as feeling returned to them, and he rubbed them together, trying to get blood pumping. He jumped as he was spoken to again. The other was obviously annoyed, and so he carefully crept forward, sitting himself about a foot away, as close to the fire as he could whilst trying not to annoy the man more. Ayden nodded, resolutely trying to be more polite to the man who had essentially saved his life. But being called stupid was a little uncalled for. Hey, Im not stupid! I just- Well, Im not really used to seeing um, meeting people like you. Forgive me for being a little jarred, I dont mean to be rude. Its nice to meet you, and thank for, you know, taking me to your home. Im Ayden. He said, voice growing stronger as he spoke. There, polite conversation with the other wasnt as hard as hed thought it would be. So you live up here? Isnt it kind of cold and lonely? Are there a lot of people like you around here? Ayden assumed the cold wasnt bothering the other, based on his state of undress. He himself was still shivering, and he peeled off his bulky outer jacket, soaked from the melting snow, laying it out behind himself.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

You called me kitty . You cannot be very clever, Seyn replied tersely, but he was somewhat mollified by the apologies and the attempt at manners. Scratch a kitty just right, and it would be purring on the floor with its legs in the air. Seyn might take offence at the word, but his previous sexual partners had found that he might have made a brilliant fluffy housecat. When warm, fed and content which may involve copious amounts of flattery he really was about as aggressive as one. A pause before the word 'home' was a little offensive too, but Seyn did his best to wipe away that particular frown. Not his fault that humans liked owning so much useless crap before they would call their home comfortable. No. He found it neither cold nor lonely. Seyn probably found the foothills far too warm. And flat. Without jagged rocks and pine trees he just felt out of place. Loneliness was not something that bothered him. After living almost all of his life alone, ever since his mother kicked him out of her territory at fourteen, he was virtually immune to it. I suppose. They had a very, very different definition of 'a lot' however. One of my clansmen lives two day's run to the east, and one of my sisters lives three days to the west. Are you hungry? Having someone in his home meant that he had to offer his hospitality, even if all he had was a relatively small bunny. I intended this for breakfast, but I am told it is rude to starve one's guests... He pushed the still furry rabbit in Ayden's direction, forgetting entirely that humans liked cooking their food.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Okay, point taken. In my defense, I was really cold, and a little terrified, if you were an actual wildcat that wanted to eat me there wasnt the best chance of me winning! Kitty just happened to be the first word I could come up with! Ayden protested. Of all the things to complain about, really? Ayden wasnt sure how he should take the short answer of the other, but decided it best to keep quiet and continue along the respectful route. His mouth seemed to be getting him into lots of trouble today, but what else was new? Besides, Seyn seemed to live a life completely different from Aydens. Up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by snow, and with the ability to change species, there wasnt much of that that Ayden could understand. He was used to being surrounded by people at home, with four younger siblings and two older, he was just another mouth to feed that could babysit when his parents got bored. Living alone was like a dream on the horizon. Aydens head spun as Seyn described others that lived near him. Clansmen? Sister? The words all sounded odd in the context, but Ayden guessed that was a cultural difference. Ooh, but food sounded good. Yes, please! He said brightly. Food, food, food. The idea of something that wasnt salted meat and the crusty bread hed been stomaching for the last four days was mouth-watering. Well, it wasnt salted meat but Ayden stared down at the mangled rabbit disdainfully. Thank you. He stated, trying to sound as happy at the offering as possible. Cultural difference, cultural difference, cultural difference, he chanted in his head, reminding himself not to be rude. Ayden shuffled over to his bag, pulling it open and taking out his hunting knife. Would it be okay with you if I skin it first and cook it? He questioned meekly, hoping not to offend the other. He wanted them to be friends at the very least, the other was attractive and kind, and Ayden would have made quick friends if hed been from the village, so he figured he should apply that here too.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden was looking rather baffled. My sister as in a woman that my mother gave birth to. Shapeshifters tended never to know the father, and counted families via maternal lines. Without a societal imperative for fidelity, it was far too difficult to keep track. Sometimes we hunt together. She is only three winters older than me. You must have siblings. Humans bred much quicker, after all. The difference between Seyn and his sister on the other hand, was considered indecently tiny. Luckily, Seyn missed the way that Ayden looked at the rabbit, thinking on the hunts that he did in company. Much more satisfying to rip off the throat from a stag or a wild boar. A challenge worthy of their teeth and claws... And a different taste of meat. It is not much. Hard to hunt in this weather. It would have been much better to offer a bigger piece of meat. He had not realised that Ayden was more disappointed at the fact that the bunny was still fuzzy and raw. As you wish, Seyn said by conclusion. I have never watched anyone cook. Perhaps a tiny bit of curiosity at what cooking was all about... In his opinion, blood tasted best while it was still fresh and hot with life, not when it was stuck in a fire and basically burned. I know humans do not eat things as they are.
Thread: Amongst the Rocks (Missedstations & Zurii)

Ayden nodded his head. Yes well, I have six actually. Two older, and four younger. Its a lot, and theyre all very annoying. I cant believe its just you and snow up here. Do you just have a sister? He questioned thoughtfully. He tried to picture Seyn as a boy, playing with siblings, he seemed so stoic and self-assured that it was hard to imagine. Well, at least Ayden wasnt the only one who found this weather daunting to hunt in. Its perfect! He said gratefully. Honestly, fresh meat was the most exciting term hed heard in a long time, even if it was uncooked. Youve never watched anyone cook? Wow. Well I suppose Ive never seen anything not be cooked. He mused, as he gutted the rabbit, taking a bowl out of his bag to drop them into . He wasnt sure if the other would be offended if he threw them in the fire, but he would figure it out after it was cooking. Ayden narrowed his eyes at Seyns last comment, though he couldnt quite tell if it was meant to be condescending. You know, its not like we just cook things for the fun of it. I could die if I ate meat as is. People get sick all the time from undercooked meat in my village. He defended. Finally he added the skin to the bowl, there was too little of it to be useful. Um forgive my ignorance but you dont mind if I just throw the guts and skin in the fire right? He questioned unsurely, as he skewered the rabbit on his knife, before situating himself next to Seyn who was closer to the fire and holding the rabbit out to cook.