1. Krava'quiloor

    Open Turgor

    Humans named things, and then, as individuals, sought to comprehend them more fully. The Creed sought to comprehend. The naming conventions were in the same vein - condensing the nature of an object into so many concepts - but nobody could convince Krava'quiloor that the Creed's were less...
  2. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Can you… hear me? The white brows both peaked, large eyes widened even more. The not-elf's face froze in a dimmed expression of wonder, supplemented by the shifting posture, thin hands cominf half-furled to the flat chest, a stillness that lasted a moment. Sunlight sparks flying off the river...
  3. Krava'quiloor

    Open Turgor

    She floated onward, the link of minds like a gravitational pull for the other collective to move afterwards. Instead of speech, came the image. Bodies. Fresh. Some didn't fully die yet. Clad in tough leathers and dead metal bits. A mound on legs that looked like a grassy hill with... extra bits...
  4. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Badu-dudu-dum. Front paws land and dig into the wet sand with claws, one middle arm catches up, the other carries it, and the legs land last. The tail sways. The legs send the enormous mass barreling upward and forward. Badu-dudu-dum. Unusual to hear, for the irregular amount of limbs. He came...
  5. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    The thoughts hit before the feelings did. The not-elf's eyes closed, and she parsed them through, let the waves of emotion flow around her, a bitter sea sweeping through the hallways of the mind. Once before, she did this to another outsider. Let their feelings flow through her instead of...
  6. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Lock kept his distance while the knight tended to herself, him and his bundle of a mistress and scritches to Guffers. When they exited, he did not look at anyone in particular, eyeing the outward path. His bushy tail patted Guffer's head or poked at his side, until the pup got a hang of it and...
  7. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Lock leaned enough, his ward like a bandolier pressed against him. Sniffed at the dog. He thought a little, and then braced himself against the floor with a knee firmer. The tail wagging that followed, cautiously optimistic, was entirely canine-mannered, and it threw the beastkin slightly...
  8. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    "It is not easy to attain sustenance that the lady needs, and she has failed to do so rregularly," Lock explained quietly. "Then the crraft and the storrm came and did the damage. Rright now, I carry her because most of herr body has been disabled to prrreserve what enerrgy is left. If we get...
  9. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Lock shook his head, lowering it. Two more arms rested around the cocoon, forming a protective barier. The wheezing sobs were gulped down, pressed down, slowly fading into ragged breath. "We underrstand." The not-beastkin spoke, not moving from his spot - though he could probably ram through...
  10. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    For a moment, they both watched, and even if the feline features weren't enough to express emotion, emotion itself hung in the air. Petrichor and razor-blade string of lonely grief. Seething acrid bile of not frustration, but disappointment bordering on resignation. A pulse went through the...
  11. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    He let the lady knight be distracted, sighing softly to the tingles at the base of his mind and hurrying up once he got spotted. Which meant shoving the whole brain into the not-elf's mouth and pressing fingers on the two dark metallic lines, then trailing them down. She swallowed, and inhaled...
  12. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    "Cepho-what now?" "Stuff with tentacles, you dolt." "Oh." Everyone was having a day. The leopard's head shook. He could have said many things, but the knight had spared him of having to waste any more time and breath. While she fiddled with the armor, he handed Daev over, and snagged a basket...
  13. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Loretta wiped the inexplicably bleeding nose. "Oh, yeah," her eyes were still wide from that wonderful awake feeling that carried her through with such immense focus and clarity. Her brain was catching up now, and she wasn't drowsy, but it sure felt that way. Her hands closed around the spear...
  14. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Lock's gaze caught the sight of the vicious rondel sting, and seemed to shrug into himself a moment, to collect. It reminded him of the night. Once, twice, thrice upon a time, he has been a small being. Being without the presence in his thoughts was an uncomfortable, defenseless, lonely...
  15. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    "Ah swear 'et!" That had to be enough. Lock clawed into the sand that was turning into silt with the stale juices erupting into it. Tore forward, and slammed into a smaller drowner, like a charging bull, stampeding and throwing him aside with the swing of an arm and a torso. For several beats...
  16. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Lock moved forward with a ferocity of a dragon amiss of his hoard. A wide berth off the path, which was far from linear, to recover the spear. "Wherrre is being taken?" There was a space in the middle, certainly without a word being spoken out loud. Like a spurt of water from a spitting fish...
  17. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Her head inclined in a nod, dipped chin and eyes moving to the bulky figure painting its improvised cloak from sodden grey into a brackish brown with contagion. She could not help. 'You've done the hardest part already.' Consonance. Faint gentle golden warmth of sun through the grey. The...
  18. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    The vibrations that spread through the earth were like a scent to the sight. Despite the body's sharply pointed narrow ears, Krava's hearing has never been remedied to match an elf. But... she heard things minds connected to, sensations processed in the moment, complete, bare. Air tearing out of...
  19. Krava'quiloor

    Private The Roe of Stranger Tides

    Weightless. Twin roe, ruby-red, floated softly in the undercurrent, layers peeling from it until they were translucent fins, like the skirt of a cuttlefish. It was a thing more than a creature, in the same way a pupa shell is a thing. Slowly, undulating with the tides, it made its way toward the...
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  20. Krava'quiloor

    Private Drums in the Deep

    Thin hands dove into the incubator, finding the form therein. A link established, the pain tore a groan out of the not-elf as the mind stored at the edges of her own simultaneously woke, connected to hers, and departed into a new body, faster and rougher than ideal. A new voice, a new tide pulse...
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