Lies Spread Quickly RP

[QuackSpeak]

The whirlwind young wolf bolted past Greymane, headed for the trees. She, he could smell that. The she wolf whipped through the homestead, leaving Greymane in the dust. He snorted, relaxing his stance a moment, then put his nose to the ground. If it was as he suspected, that noise had been the girl, changing. He went inside to investigate briefly, his nose confirming his suspicion as he snuffled around. He felt too old for a chase, and a run might do a wolf some good, he couldn't grudge her that, so he let her be. Who knew how long she had been in that stifling town? He stepped outside briefly, and let fly a howl, a call to let the young wolf know he was there, that he had heard her need to run and acknowledged it. He started the change back. It was time to start dinner. If she didn't decide to come back, he would go out after making dinner. He hoped the cooking smells would waft through the trees. He knew she was hungry after all.

She heard the howl, and slowed. She had to shake her head to kill the answering howl rising in her chest.
Then she was off again, leaping lithely through the underbrush. She ran, swerving to avoid rocks and leaves and branches. She ran until she was panting, hard; she ran until her breaths were ragged and her eyes were wild and spittle foamed at her lips. And when she couldn't run anymore, she stumbled, flying through the air to land in the dust.
She lay there, on the ground. Her flanks heaved in an uneven pattern as she struggled to get air into her lungs.
When she regained her breath, the next thing she noticed was the hunger, ever present. So, ears down, her tail hanging limply behind her, Tess started back to the hut.

 

[QuackSpeak]

Ignaciowas sitting down on the floor patiently, a bit excited to hear her play the guitar. He asked curiously about the guitar "Is this yours?"

Autumn nodded, neatly folding down on the floor next to him. She gave him a small smile, fingers stroking the guitar, re-familiarizing themselves with the strings and wood. Suddenly, she sat up straight, hair falling over her shoulder. "Want to hear a song?"

 

[HoodedHuntress]

​Autumn nodded, neatly folding down on the floor next to him. She gave him a small smile, fingers stroking the guitar, re-familiarizing themselves with the strings and wood. Suddenly, she sat up straight, hair falling over her shoulder. "Want to hear a song?"

Ignacio, who had been noticing her grace and eloquence for the instrument, was taken by surprise by her sudden reaction. He relaxed, then said politely, and sincerely "I would love to."

 

[Bantambird]

​She heard the howl, and slowed. She had to shake her head to kill the answering howl rising in her chest.
Then she was off again, leaping lithely through the underbrush. She ran, swerving to avoid rocks and leaves and branches. She ran until she was panting, hard; she ran until her breaths were ragged and her eyes were wild and spittle foamed at her lips. And when she couldn't run anymore, she stumbled, flying through the air to land in the dust.
She lay there, on the ground. Her flanks heaved in an uneven pattern as she struggled to get air into her lungs.
When she regained her breath, the next thing she noticed was the hunger, ever present. So, ears down, her tail hanging limply behind her, Tess started back to the hut.

Greymane cut two fat slices off the ham before setting it to the side to be hung in the cellar, then started soaking it in fresh water to get the extra salt out. While it was soaking, he put a few potatoes in the oven, and grabbed a rough sourdough loaf from the crock. He had apples in the cellar, so he went down to grab some and took the hams down to be put away. He made a simple apple crumble or crisp using butter, honey, oats and a bit of flour over sliced apples. He put it in the oven next to the potatoes, then opened the window in the kitchen nook. He pulled out the ham slices from the soaking water, patting them dry. He got the drippings hot and tossed in the ham steaks, letting their odors waft out the window. As these were cooking in the cast iron, he set the table for two.

 

[QuackSpeak]

Greymane cut two fat slices off the ham before setting it to the side to be hung in the cellar, then started soaking it in fresh water to get the extra salt out. While it was soaking, he put a few potatoes in the oven, and grabbed a rough sourdough loaf from the crock. He had apples in the cellar, so he went down to grab some and took the hams down to be put away. He made a simple apple crumble or crisp using butter, honey, oats and a bit of flour over sliced apples. He put it in the oven next to the potatoes, then opened the window in the kitchen nook. He pulled out the ham slices from the soaking water, patting them dry. He got the drippings hot and tossed in the ham steaks, letting their odors waft out the window. As these were cooking in the cast iron, he set the table for two.

Tess smelled food. Her tired, bedraggled body protested, but she pushed herself into a run. When she arrived at the house, with her tongue lolling out, she was tired and hungry - more so than before.
She started the Change. It was painful because she was tired and weak, but she managed it. Tess shakily stood up. She slowly wobbled into the kitchen and slid into a chair as if she'd never left.

 

[QuackSpeak]

Ignacio, who had been noticing her grace and eloquence for the instrument, was taken by surprise by her sudden reaction. He relaxed, then said politely, and sincerely "I would love to."

Autumn smiled shyly at him, and began strumming out a song, a peaceful song that started out slow. As she played, Autumn sped up, her fingers moving so fast that it looked like she might break the strings. Her body hunched, then straightened, swaying as if caught in a fierce storm. Her expression was one of equal joy and torment; joy at what she was creating, and torment that she could not get her fingers to move any faster. Autumn beat at that guitar, hammering out notes at rapid-fire speed. Then, all at once, the storm slowed, and she returned to the sweet, slow melody. The ending, when it came, was soft and sweet, but fierce.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

​Autumn smiled shyly at him, and began strumming out a song, a peaceful song that started out slow. As she played, Autumn sped up, her fingers moving so fast that it looked like she might break the strings. Her body hunched, then straightened, swaying as if caught in a fierce storm. Her expression was one of equal joy and torment; joy at what she was creating, and torment that she could not get her fingers to move any faster. Autumn beat at that guitar, hammering out notes at rapid-fire speed. Then, all at once, the storm slowed, and she returned to the sweet, slow melody. The ending, when it came, was soft and sweet, but fierce.

Ignacio was speechless at the end of the long but wondrous song. He stuttered "That was beautiful. You're amazing!" He added "I used to play the guitar, but then i forgot it." He forgot it because it reminded it of his father and mother, who would play it and sing and sing to it, respectively.

 

[Bantambird]

​Tess smelled food. Her tired, bedraggled body protested, but she pushed herself into a run. When she arrived at the house, with her tongue lolling out, she was tired and hungry - more so than before.
She started the Change. It was painful because she was tired and weak, but she managed it. Tess shakily stood up. She slowly wobbled into the kitchen and slid into a chair as if she'd never left.

Greymane didn't press her when she walked in. He looked up at her and simply stated," Good run?" Then poured her a tall glass of fresh milk and one for himself. He placed that big slab of ham steak on her plate, then worked on his own plate, stuffing his potatoes with butter, and smearing a big dollop of butter across his bread, and tearing into that steak.

 

[QuackSpeak]

Ignacio was speechless at the end of the long but wondrous song. He stuttered "That was beautiful. You're amazing!" He added "I used to play the guitar, but then i forgot it." He forgot it because it reminded it of his father and mother, who would play it and sing and sing to it, respectively.

Autumn smiled at his praise, then reached over and put the guitar on his lap. "Remember any songs?" she asked.

 

[QuackSpeak]

Greymane didn't press her when she walked in. He looked up at her and simply stated," Good run?" Then poured her a tall glass of fresh milk and one for himself. He placed that big slab of ham steak on her plate, then worked on his own plate, stuffing his potatoes with butter, and smearing a big dollop of butter across his bread, and tearing into that steak.

Tess nodded warily at his question, and fell upon her food like a pack of hungry dogs. How good it felt, to be stuffing herself with warm, filling food, after she hadn't eaten well in weeks...
When very little remained on her plate, Tess suddenly reflected that she didn't feel so well. She wasn't used to this much food - especially not this much rich food, with the creamy potatoes, thick bread, spiced steak.