01-19-2018, 12:21 AM
Keeper has taken to patrolling the land in her bear shape.
She is too soft and small for fighting as a horse but the least she can do for Hyaline is utilize her more predatory shape for something useful. The bear would not tolerate nonsense in its borders. So it should come as no surprise that the bear scented the stallion first before the fact that it was a horse registered in the brain shared by bear and mare. For a long time, the stallion just stood there and seemed to be awaiting further invitation.
The bear almost lumbered over to him. Almost. But another beat her to it - another that she had become quite familiar with and knew him as the Caretaker’s twin brother which brought a smile to even the bear’s lips. Except it was a rather toothsome smile that looks downright ferocious on a bear’s face where it would otherwise look normal and sweet on a horse’s. Keeper has never shown this side of herself to Svedka or most of the other Hyaline inhabitants though they’ve often smelled the bear’s musk on her horse-skin. None of them had asked her or guessed except for Solace who Keeper had shown her secret to one day long ago by the big blue lake.
So it should come as no surprise that Keeper’s brain lights up with an idea - one that she blames on the attraction of Svedka’s wildness to her own, as she remains in her bear shape and at last, lumbers towards the two stallions. The painted palomino is full of pluck as usual, joking in a casual but friendly manner towards the more silvered of the two who still stands there in expectation. She comes amongst them as a good sized grizzly sow that manages another toothsome smile and words that somehow growl their way out of her predatory mouth, “Well hello to both of you!”
Keeper suspects that Svedka might guess it is her; he’d looked at her a little strangely the first time they’d met as if he’d seen her about before and he probably had. She spent a lot of time climbing the mountainous slopes and taking long walks beneath the plentiful boughs of the trees that she had come to know Hyaline as well as she’d ever know the contours of a lover’s (okay, a friend’s since she’s had no lovers yet!) back. But she did not think he’d ever seen the bear lumbering about. Not that she could be sure about that since she spent as much time in her den on the north face of the mountain as she did beneath her favorite red maple tree.
She is too soft and small for fighting as a horse but the least she can do for Hyaline is utilize her more predatory shape for something useful. The bear would not tolerate nonsense in its borders. So it should come as no surprise that the bear scented the stallion first before the fact that it was a horse registered in the brain shared by bear and mare. For a long time, the stallion just stood there and seemed to be awaiting further invitation.
The bear almost lumbered over to him. Almost. But another beat her to it - another that she had become quite familiar with and knew him as the Caretaker’s twin brother which brought a smile to even the bear’s lips. Except it was a rather toothsome smile that looks downright ferocious on a bear’s face where it would otherwise look normal and sweet on a horse’s. Keeper has never shown this side of herself to Svedka or most of the other Hyaline inhabitants though they’ve often smelled the bear’s musk on her horse-skin. None of them had asked her or guessed except for Solace who Keeper had shown her secret to one day long ago by the big blue lake.
So it should come as no surprise that Keeper’s brain lights up with an idea - one that she blames on the attraction of Svedka’s wildness to her own, as she remains in her bear shape and at last, lumbers towards the two stallions. The painted palomino is full of pluck as usual, joking in a casual but friendly manner towards the more silvered of the two who still stands there in expectation. She comes amongst them as a good sized grizzly sow that manages another toothsome smile and words that somehow growl their way out of her predatory mouth, “Well hello to both of you!”
Keeper suspects that Svedka might guess it is her; he’d looked at her a little strangely the first time they’d met as if he’d seen her about before and he probably had. She spent a lot of time climbing the mountainous slopes and taking long walks beneath the plentiful boughs of the trees that she had come to know Hyaline as well as she’d ever know the contours of a lover’s (okay, a friend’s since she’s had no lovers yet!) back. But she did not think he’d ever seen the bear lumbering about. Not that she could be sure about that since she spent as much time in her den on the north face of the mountain as she did beneath her favorite red maple tree.