makin' up a mess of fun;

[wolfchild]

Who: arya + henry + kyubey
What: good life choices
When: night + morning probably
Where: the tall grass no one should ever go into
Rating: R for RAPTORSSS okay nothing bad is actually happening. except for kyubey's creepy stare.

[ They had been running long. Branches snagged and sliced at her, their leaves no less cruel. Arya does not let go of Henry's hand as she pulls them on. They can figure out their way back later. But only if they're alive.

When the trees stop, so does Arya. A field of grass lies before them. Tall enough to hide in. Arya draws in a shuddering breath. There's a painful stitch in her side that she is beginning to feel now that they've stopped. ]

Come on. We can hide in there. Find a place to rest and-and filter to the others.

Comments

[fantasies]

[Henry snatches his arm back, looking up at the grass warily.]

Okay. Okay.

[He straightens up a little and tries to ease out of the nest quietly and slowly, even as the baby raptor continues to cry.]

[wolfchild]

[ Arya cannot hear Kyubey. But her thoughts run similar to his. ]

Isn't there a way to make it be quiet? [ Not only the mother. Any predator nearby will be drawn to newborn cries.

Arya does not want to kill it if she does not have to. The blood would only draw them quicker. ]

[quota]

[Kyubey reaches a paw to Arya's jugular, gently pressing. Kill it, girl. It's too small to have much blood.]

[fantasies]

Not unless we're going to hold his mouth shut.

[Which he's not doing. Have you seen those teeth?

As cool as it is, the longer the baby cries the more queasy Henry feels.]

He's hungry.

[wolfchild]

Go back. [ She tugs his arm to push him back. ] Get moving.

[ Whatever she ends up doing, she'd rather Henry doesn't see. He's such a child still.

Even as they argue, the first starts breaking its body out of the shell. Another pokes the tip of its mouth out of a small hole in its egg. ]

[quota]

[Kyubey just holds on, in case Arya starts running again X(]

[fantasies]

[He stumbles back a few steps so he's at least behind her again, but he reaches out to grab her shoulder before she can shove him away anymore.]

Wait. What're you going to do?

[wolfchild]

Nothing. Move.

[ she glares at him to. ]

[quota]

[Kyubey looks to Henry, face inches from that offending hand. Will he fight her?]

[fantasies]

[He holds his ground. Arya would wipe the floor with him if he tried anything anyway.]

If you're not going to do anything, then you should come too.

[wolfchild]

Just hurry up! …Wait. Be quiet. Do you hear anything?

[quota]

[And Kyubey's ears prick up, and he points in the direction behind him with his "floppy" ears.]

[fantasies]

[Henry freezes. He stares where Kyubey points, and then points himself.

His voice drops back down to a whisper.]

Does that... sound bigger to you?

[wolfchild]

Move back. Slowly. Whatever you do, don't run.

[ she moves to slide between henry and whatever is coming. if nothing else, she can buy him time.

despite her mounting fear, needle remains steady in her grasp. ]

[quota]

[He nods, crouching down into Arya's hood.]

[fantasies]

[This time, Henry doesn't talk back. He takes one shaky step back, then another, and then another.

It's taking every ounce of will in his body not to turn and bolt.]

[wolfchild]

[ arya keeps in front of him. she only looks down to make sure she doesn't step on any of the babies. when the raptor comes into view, arya can hear her heartbeat in her ears.

out of the corner of her mouth, she whispers. ]

Take Kyubey. When I tell you to run, you run. Don't look back. Don't stop.