[PRP] If wishes were fishes [ Burning & Dreams]

[Shaddaling]

Burning Legion looked over her subjects with a measure of pride. They had grown this year by several, though she had failed to find a buck worthy of her divine self. It irked her that several of her subjects had reproduced and she was heirless.

And that subject was only in the loosest terms, they came and went as they pleased, or had. The ache had separated her contacts. Burning had heard nothing from the zikwa since the light had spread over the swamp, leading to the ache.

The acha were stuck here. She thought the other kio they knew was still in the plains for they had not come back, or had perhaps gone to ground like the Zikwa, looking for news.

She left them to wander the territory, chewing over this newest problem. Information was always needed and her usual informants and a good part of her herd were unable to come to her. It was a puzzle. One she could find no answer to.  

[seru_ame]

Dreams Desires had never had to run for quite this long, nor dodge so many a low branch. His lungs were working like bellows, red gaze narrowed on his quarry as he raced after it. He'd already gotten his teeth into it once, and suffered a hoof to the throat, a tusk almost catching his eye- the beast was surprisingly flexible, he'd found- and he'd had to release it, try to get a better grip closer to the nape of the neck. In the brief second he'd let go, the boar had surged forth, and fled.

Motherfather, but he letting things suffer, particularly when they fought back. And so, as the thing squealed through the underbrush and vines, he was hardly aware of the fact that he'd left behind hearth and home, and was now in the territory of another. Nor was he particularly privy to the fact that the boar was headed for Burning Legion, darting around her and barreling off into the underbrush. In fact, Dream nearly barreled into the doe herself, but the change in color had him straightening, skidding to a stop to the point where he nearly sat down on his rump, and tried to lunge around her.

Too late- the boar was lost to the underbrush, and he tossed his head in frustration, tamping a hoof into the soft ground and rose, muttering to himself before looking to the doe, to make sure he'd not injured her in his attempt to stop and turn. He blinked a bit- how hadn't he seen her? She certainly stood out amongst the browns and greens of the swamp, a rather gorgeous red-and-orange, like the lilies one of his herd-mates was so fond of. He felt his lips quirk up into a smile, nodding his head in her direction. "Hello, there."  

[Shaddaling]

seru_ame

Burning paused, stepping back a step as the boar race past and then considered the buck, amused. "I would tell you to get out of our territory, but judging by the boar... I don't think you noticed the signs. "

She snorted, hearing a squealing noise of a boar in the distant and the bellow of a kimeti. "Plus it seems you drove dinner into our midst, so you are forgiven..." She didn't make a motion to join the hunt rallying a bit away. The does would manage without her.

"So, stranger, you got a name?"  

[seru_ame]

Dream's Desires quietly grinned at the doe, though it was a little more lop-sided, almost apologetic. "No, I didn't. I doubt they'll catch him- wily boar, that one- but if they do, then I'm glad to have been of assistance," he purred, and then nodded. "Oh, I do. Most call me Dream; I'm Dream's Desires. Tis a pleasure to meet you. Now, may I have your name?"  

[Shaddaling]

seru_ame

"Well meet, Dream," she replied, giving an almost smile. "It's Burning Legion, but you can call me Rage if you wish, for the moment." She looked back and nodded. "Come along then, I'll escort you back to the edges of our territory, I was patrolling so it won't take me too out of the way."