Pain and Gain...

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

Tree Whisper dropped her staffs at the base of the bed, they stunk of blood. She collapsed onto the soft pile and curled up. Slowly shifting down to her homid form. Even in this form her hands were raw and blistered. Sore from the force of strength she had shown, surprising even herself.

She closed her eyes and relaxed. "It's not the same as killing. It's not...." She said to herself, believing it more each time she said it.

Casually she happened a look at the staffs. Each sported a large bloody hand print, from where she had gripped them. Using force was not of her nature. Her hands would surely sting for a while yet. Though the blisters were starting to lessen.

She patiently waited for Silverthorn to return. Anxious to ask him who would be willing to train her.

[Will S]

Silverthorn slowly padded in in feline. Blood was on his face as the dead chicken lay limp in his muzzle. he was dragging home his meal. he looked up at Tree Whisper seeing her there with her bloody staff. he dragged the bird over to the fire and set it there. he slowly changed to homid. the blood still on his face. he walked over to a bowl of water and washed the blood of the chicken off his face.

He took a deep breath and looked over at Tree Whisper.


Hey there. you doing ok?

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

Tree Whisper slowly got up and washed her hands. Then washing the blood off the staffs. "I'm ok." She looked up and saw the look of skeptic on his face. "Really!" She sighed and began to reattach the staffs to her leather harness on her back.

"I want to fight for Gaia." She blushed. Looking at her sore red hands she smiled. "It was exhilarating, fighting. Could I be taught to fight better?"

[Will S]

* Silverthorn smiled as he watched Tree Whisper put her staffs away.

If White-Raven has taught me any thing it is there is always room for improvement. I can teach you to fight the Wyrm more effectively. Your tribe only fights with staffs is that correct?

are you hungry? there is enough for two there.

* he turned to the chicken and started to pluck it*

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

Tree Whisper leaned down and picked up her assortment of things from the floor. Among the items she pulled out a quiver and arrows. Holding them up she smiled and reached into her boots. Pulling out a nicely custom made 7' dagger. She placed them at her feet.

"There's much to learn I see." She smiled wider, "I mostly fight with staffs as it lessens the chance of a kill. These I have found are useful in tougher situations. Staffs are wood, and like the tree will bend, It will also burn, and break."

She reached into her vest and grabbed at the pocket contents. Pulling out a Carrot, and sticks of celery. She wrinkled her nose in the direction of the fire. Taking a large bite of the carrot she chewed and swallowed.

"Thank you but no, I don't kill to live. I'm a strict vegetarian."

[Will S]

I don't have that luxury. I am what Gaia made me. A carnivore. I kill the week to strengthen the herd and keep things in order. I do not kill for pleasure. Some times killing and death in nessacery. it is what the great Wyrm of destruction does.

I use my claws, teeth and when necessary my steel.

Silverthorn used a knife to gut the chicken. he stuck the carcass on a stake and started cooking it.

Which would you like to start with?

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

She watched him use his knife... "Umm.. Lets go with sticks first." She put her dagger back in her boot. She kept munching on her carrot.

"I was born kinfolk. Raised as one too, both my parents are child of gaia kinfolk, we lived on a Fianna sept. I've seen good and bad in my lifestyle. I enjoy it but I dont force it on anyone."

[Will S]

well then lets start with that. block my attacks

Silverthorn shifts to chatro and poises to attack with his claws.

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

Chatro? (ignorant here... is that the equivalent to chrinos?) She looks around the room. The fire is burning warmly, candles have been placed. It's an overall nice area. She sighs and takes the staffs out of her harness. Wielding one in each hand, she doesn't shift forms.

She stikes at him a few times. The diffrence in height hindering her she does what she can.

[Will S]

( it is the equivalent to hispo. big sabertooth at ya. )

Silverthorn swipes a few times and ends up gripping the staff and getting a good grip on it.

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

She looks up at him, "Umm. should this be continued outside. Where I might be able to defend myself."

She was panting and doing a poor job defending herself in homid.

[Will S]

Silverthorn used his large paws and tripped Tree Whisper. he thin pinned her and looked at her in the eyes. Silverthorn oppened his mouth and licked her nose with his wet feline tong. He let her up after a while and shifted back to homid.

Fights are never always fair.

Silverthorn returned to his chicken which was quite done and started eating it.

We can continue some more outside after I eat a bit if that's ok with you.

[Layla O'Riely 'Sparkles']

"Thats fine with me. However I don't assume singing and candles to be part of a fight for my life." She smiled.

Sitting back on the bad she lay down and fell asleep while he ate.

[Will S]

Silverthorn finished his meal. he shifted to feline and curled up on the hay. he strangely found comfort in some of the old things he had done before his first shift. Silverthorn fell asleep and let Tree Whisper have a little rest. for the morning would bring an even more Intense fight.