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val_coraxWell, I got to spend a week in Yellowstone, with Brad and the girls. Was nice. Got to leave my responsibilities behind, for a bit. Played at being human and when I wasn’t playing at being human, I was socializing with the local ravens and riding the thermals.
The vacation was cut a bit short, when I got a call from Slug saying he needed to talk with me. So, made use of Mynah’s Touch and copied Dreamspeak. Payed the Gnawer a visit. He was having nightmares about the sewers. Horrid place. All underground and no easy exits and /underground/. Ick. So, I talked to him for a bit and the suits in town seem like bad news. Really bad news.
Soon as I got back to St. Claire with Brad and the girls, I payed Slug a visit in person and did what I could to heal him up. He looked rough and I didn’t stick around all that long. I really should rename myself the Air Ambulance, at this rate.
Even with the Suits in town, and Worm, I still have my personal problems to deal with. I’ve set my course and will be trying to Summon a Sands of Time Spirit, so I can deal with those that stole Beth’s Egg, killed her Guardian, another Corax and a woman we called Family. Justice must be done. When I leaned on Omens and Signs last, I came across two eggs in while flying over a wooded area. Two robins eggs. One whole, the other smashed open. Robins are a sign of spring and hope. One egg is broken, the other whole. The broken one is a reference to Beth, is my best guess. The whole egg? New life? Hope? Success? I’m not certain. I picked up the whole egg and stashed it in my throat pouch. Once I had it home, I bought an incubator for it. It was still warm when I found and it and must have just fallen out of the nest. Normally, I would have eaten it, but I am going to give this new life a chance. Maybe this small act of kindness, will bring me success in my mission.
I did manage to get ahold of Otter-Pack and they’re going to come with me, but just to watch my back while I perform the summoning. Made a point of warning them not to fuck with the spirit I was summoning. If things go south with the Sands of Time, they’re to run and not look back. End of story. I will not have people die for me. Period. Charlene was kind enough to give be more details on the suits, when I was asking for her help. (+bbread 5/149)
Beyond all that, Nick seems okay in dealing with Silvertip - even after I made it very clear that Silvertip was a smart cookie and was learning stuff fast. Unnaturally fast. Not certain how she is doing it. She is learning stuff in days, that took me years to pick up. Kinda pisses me off, honestly. Particularly since she doesn’t seem keen on trading info with me. Poopy. But, anyway, Nick seemed okay with it on the whole. Which is weird. He gets twitchy around me, because I talk with other Corax. Doesn’t he realize that Silvertip will share what she learns with other Uktena? Well, whatever, not my problem. He is going in with his eyes open and has absolutely no excuse for getting his knickers in a twist down the line, if he decides that Silvertip has ‘learned too much’. I just hope that they two stay on good terms. I’m tired of my friends threatening each other.
Silvertip - I’m worried about her. She is mad at me, because I told Nick she thought he was gawking at her ass. Really? I idea is so silly, it should be laughed at and I told her as much. But, she was freaking out over something else and eventually, I managed to get her to talk about it. She doesn’t want to mate with males, or females. Her new body seems to be making her feel very insecure. I don’t really know what to say to her… I spent over a decade celibate, because I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of getting really close to someone, only to have them maybe die on me. I mean, I know I was attracted to Nick for a time and in looking back, a lot of it was just me feeling lonely and knowing that he could take care of himself. Someone that I didn’t have to worry about dying on me. I still love the man to bits(even if he fibs constantly and drives me nuts some days) and I still call him Family, even if the wolves are his Family these days. Would be nice, if I had some Family living a bit closer. I have Brad and the girls, but I have to keep quiet about that... Don’t want to risk pissing off one of the local fuzzies - so it’s not as nice as it could be. But, anyway, I’m not really equipped to be handing out relationship advice. Really don’t know what I can do for the fuzzbutt.
The vacation was cut a bit short, when I got a call from Slug saying he needed to talk with me. So, made use of Mynah’s Touch and copied Dreamspeak. Payed the Gnawer a visit. He was having nightmares about the sewers. Horrid place. All underground and no easy exits and /underground/. Ick. So, I talked to him for a bit and the suits in town seem like bad news. Really bad news.
Soon as I got back to St. Claire with Brad and the girls, I payed Slug a visit in person and did what I could to heal him up. He looked rough and I didn’t stick around all that long. I really should rename myself the Air Ambulance, at this rate.
Even with the Suits in town, and Worm, I still have my personal problems to deal with. I’ve set my course and will be trying to Summon a Sands of Time Spirit, so I can deal with those that stole Beth’s Egg, killed her Guardian, another Corax and a woman we called Family. Justice must be done. When I leaned on Omens and Signs last, I came across two eggs in while flying over a wooded area. Two robins eggs. One whole, the other smashed open. Robins are a sign of spring and hope. One egg is broken, the other whole. The broken one is a reference to Beth, is my best guess. The whole egg? New life? Hope? Success? I’m not certain. I picked up the whole egg and stashed it in my throat pouch. Once I had it home, I bought an incubator for it. It was still warm when I found and it and must have just fallen out of the nest. Normally, I would have eaten it, but I am going to give this new life a chance. Maybe this small act of kindness, will bring me success in my mission.
I did manage to get ahold of Otter-Pack and they’re going to come with me, but just to watch my back while I perform the summoning. Made a point of warning them not to fuck with the spirit I was summoning. If things go south with the Sands of Time, they’re to run and not look back. End of story. I will not have people die for me. Period. Charlene was kind enough to give be more details on the suits, when I was asking for her help. (+bbread 5/149)
Beyond all that, Nick seems okay in dealing with Silvertip - even after I made it very clear that Silvertip was a smart cookie and was learning stuff fast. Unnaturally fast. Not certain how she is doing it. She is learning stuff in days, that took me years to pick up. Kinda pisses me off, honestly. Particularly since she doesn’t seem keen on trading info with me. Poopy. But, anyway, Nick seemed okay with it on the whole. Which is weird. He gets twitchy around me, because I talk with other Corax. Doesn’t he realize that Silvertip will share what she learns with other Uktena? Well, whatever, not my problem. He is going in with his eyes open and has absolutely no excuse for getting his knickers in a twist down the line, if he decides that Silvertip has ‘learned too much’. I just hope that they two stay on good terms. I’m tired of my friends threatening each other.
Silvertip - I’m worried about her. She is mad at me, because I told Nick she thought he was gawking at her ass. Really? I idea is so silly, it should be laughed at and I told her as much. But, she was freaking out over something else and eventually, I managed to get her to talk about it. She doesn’t want to mate with males, or females. Her new body seems to be making her feel very insecure. I don’t really know what to say to her… I spent over a decade celibate, because I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of getting really close to someone, only to have them maybe die on me. I mean, I know I was attracted to Nick for a time and in looking back, a lot of it was just me feeling lonely and knowing that he could take care of himself. Someone that I didn’t have to worry about dying on me. I still love the man to bits(even if he fibs constantly and drives me nuts some days) and I still call him Family, even if the wolves are his Family these days. Would be nice, if I had some Family living a bit closer. I have Brad and the girls, but I have to keep quiet about that... Don’t want to risk pissing off one of the local fuzzies - so it’s not as nice as it could be. But, anyway, I’m not really equipped to be handing out relationship advice. Really don’t know what I can do for the fuzzbutt.
