Rey found himself halting almost before he'd even begun to move. The stranger covered ground faster than he did, and moved with a confidence that seemed almost wrong in the dark. That she began talking almost immediately was the only reason he didn't take off, as no monster he'd ever met spoke with such fluting tones.
It was a giveaway, in more ways than one. Discomfort etched his face as he glanced around. "You shouldn't be so loud," he scolded, maybe sharper than necessary. Memory of his twin's assault lingered though, and a sharp tongue was much better in his mind than sharp teeth. "You don't want to attract them, do you?" He asked, baffled.
This darkness was nearly all he'd ever known. Memory of the time before was a vague thing, when he and his sister had been learning to walk and run and had been thoroughly caught up in the action of being foals. They hadn't drank in the sun just to feel it. Hadn't spent days memorizing what flowers looked like at different times of day, or traced out constellations at night. The world was dark, and had been for the majority of his existence.
So meeting someone without the survivalist behaviors engrained was exceptional. Voice demonstratively hushed, the colt scowled at the ground. "I'm Reynard," he replied at last, ears swiveling for any off rustling. Not that the monsters generally tipped you off when they arrived. Your first warning was often the last. "Yeah, I live here. Sort of. My family's grove is a bit further. What are you doing here? Where's your family?"
He couldn't imagine trying to get by without his tangled clan around him. Mothers, sisters, father, all looking out for one another. She could be like Cheri, though, determined to wander despite the risks. He loved his twin dearly but had to wonder sometimes if the brains had been divided unevenly between them.
@[Honybee] sorry this is so late!
@[The Monsters] please mess with his Intangibility please!
It was a giveaway, in more ways than one. Discomfort etched his face as he glanced around. "You shouldn't be so loud," he scolded, maybe sharper than necessary. Memory of his twin's assault lingered though, and a sharp tongue was much better in his mind than sharp teeth. "You don't want to attract them, do you?" He asked, baffled.
This darkness was nearly all he'd ever known. Memory of the time before was a vague thing, when he and his sister had been learning to walk and run and had been thoroughly caught up in the action of being foals. They hadn't drank in the sun just to feel it. Hadn't spent days memorizing what flowers looked like at different times of day, or traced out constellations at night. The world was dark, and had been for the majority of his existence.
So meeting someone without the survivalist behaviors engrained was exceptional. Voice demonstratively hushed, the colt scowled at the ground. "I'm Reynard," he replied at last, ears swiveling for any off rustling. Not that the monsters generally tipped you off when they arrived. Your first warning was often the last. "Yeah, I live here. Sort of. My family's grove is a bit further. What are you doing here? Where's your family?"
He couldn't imagine trying to get by without his tangled clan around him. Mothers, sisters, father, all looking out for one another. She could be like Cheri, though, determined to wander despite the risks. He loved his twin dearly but had to wonder sometimes if the brains had been divided unevenly between them.
@[Honybee] sorry this is so late!
@[The Monsters] please mess with his Intangibility please!