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 Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:38 pm
Oh, that was quite the mental slap to her. Iskra jerked her head back as the thought registered, she really didn't need him anymore. Slowly her head wilted, her bright eyes dimming from the somber thought. "Well.." No! She wouldn't let him win like this. She picked her head back up and wiggled her tail. "I'm sure there's still something you could teach me."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:41 pm
Draven curled his lips, staring into the back of the cave with what slowly appeared to be a fierce glare. "No, zhere is nozhing left I can teach jou zhat jou can not learn on jour own. Goodbye forever zhen.... Nameless fawn." The buck mustered all the nonchalance he could as he made his painful, limping journey back to the mouth of the cave. He still had to finish his breakfast.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:46 pm
Oh like a withering glare was going to stop this fawn. She mustered all her strenght and got up, ignoring the feeling of the cave spinning. In three pronks she was at his side like the clingy little burr she was. "My name is Iskra, thank you very much. And I'm quite positive there are things you could teach me. You're pretty smart... well, kinda." She glanced his limping form over. "Mostly smart. You know things that I don't so you're smart. There." She grinned.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:53 pm
Draven let out a long exasperated sigh. He'd already used up all his methods to get rid of this fawn, and each one of them failed... He even did what she asked, and she's STILL there! So what was left? He could hit her, of course, but he was above such a dastardly move. Maybe all that was left was to... to hell with it.
"My name is Draven." He stated simply with the voice of an exhausted herla who had given up, who was so tired of fighting. He reached the grass, spotting some more luscious looking vegetation in the distance... But that was inconvenient, and Draven didn't feel like moving any more. The buck gracefully dipped his head, tearing the dry, delicate blades from the earth.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 7:01 pm
Oh! She was getting somewhere with this. "Draven, huh? Draven.. It sounds fierce." Which was instantly canceled out as the yearling giggled. "So you'll eat grass but not berries?" Iskra quickly took a place a few feet away, letting him have some space. She was rather glad for the pause in movement anyways, while his entire body hurt him, Iskra's head was still all kinds of funny.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:03 pm
Draven slowly munched away in an attempt to enjoy his meal. After a gulp of the dry grass, he quickly and reluctantly gave a response to Iskra's question... Because he knew if he didn't she would only pester him. "I like berries also." It was then that it struck him. Answering her question wouldn't prevent her from pestering him. It was an endless vigorous cycle that he would have to endure until the fawn mysteriously died... went missing or... became an adult.... in which case he could finally rightfully fight her away.
But these were just all optimistic thoughts.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:11 pm
Iskra frowned, then why had he not eaten the ones she had gathered. She had gone out of her way to find those sweet ones too. Adults were weird in general, but this one was just strange. And she liked that!
Though as much has she would have liked to continue this Q&A session, her little brain was still not quite in tact. Instead she began to chew away at the grass as well, letting the silence fall between them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:45 pm
Draven would have enjoyed the silence if he hadn't been plagued by his own troubling thoughts. There was just no shortcut, no easy way out of this fawn-sitting business. He tore another chunk of green away from the earth, briefly glancing at the fiery fawn he was forced to be with. But something unusual caught his eye. He tilted his head, examining Iskra more meticulously this time. He causally returned to his food, pretending not to notice Iskra's droopy state. A second casual glance revealed the fawn's wavering head. That couldn't be normal.
Draven smirked, that one little flame must have taken a lot out of her. "Iskra." Draven was pleased with the name. It allowed him to hiss, implying his discontent, even though he knew it had no effect on her. "Just vhat vas it zhat made jou so mad? To conjure a fire like zhat vone..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:57 pm
Iskra's head jerked up at the hissing voice, oddly startling her as if she had forgotten he was there. "Oh.. Uhm.." She looked down at the grass again, her head lowering a bit in the embarrassment of the thoughts. "This herla.. He got into my dreams and made me think I had killed my friends and family. Then when I woke up he tried to strangle me." Unknowingly she had started to shake again as her yellow eyes focused intensely on the ground. "He made me feel weak and used my fears against me. I hate him.." She hissed this last part, smoke billowing out of her mouth for emphasis.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 5:09 pm
Draven gave a gentle frowned as he mused over the thought. "So zhat's vhat it takes to earn jour hate? I'll keep zhat in mind, little vone." The buck said quietly, without intending for Iskra to hear it. He lifted his head from his meal, resuming his more fierce and commanding disposition. "Go home, Iskra. Jou are looking sick, and jour parents must be vorried about jou." Realizing she wouldn't take this lightly, Draven quickly added, "Jou can come back and learn more vhen jou are feeling better." That was definitely the voice of a defeated man.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 5:14 pm
Iskra hesitated at the offer. She wanted to go back to her family's area and curl up with her brother and sister. She was tired and grumpy and rather cold. And she could always come back.
Slowly she got to her hooves and gave him as serious of a stare as she could manage. "I'm going to hold you to your word. I'm not done learning from you- I'm not done with you, not yet." She began to walk off then cast a worried glance over her should at him. "Get better soon, Draven." She giggled lightly and pronked off into the forest.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 5:45 pm
"Good." Draven met Iskra's stare with cruel eyes. He watched the parasite depart, a thin stream of smoke rising from his flaring nostrils. The fawn's request only caused the buck to sneer and hiss. "I hope jou die from jour illness. I hope zhe fire consumes jou before I have to get rid of jou personally." The quiet words only brought a stab of pain to his chest. He knew what the future held, he'd gone through it before. If she came back, their pathetic excuse for a student-teacher relationship would bring nothing but pain in the very end.
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