Imitation is Not the Sincerest Form of Flattery (Nica)

[Krivak]

Timestamp: Winter 44, 511 AV Time: Midday Location: The Sculpture Yard Who: Nica Krivak was in a strangely giddy mood. But for good reason. Several Chimes Earlier Krivak had just stepped out of his stall, and was looking to leave. He glanced up the hall and his eyes fell on the one called Richard. The two of them had never really gotten along. Richard was passing out single sweet cubes to the horses at the far end. Krivak loved the sweet cubes. And he wanted some, but knew that whenever Richard made it to his stall, he always ran out. Jerk. So Krivak made out a simple plan. He was going to take the sweet cubes. He couldn't hurt the man, despite his desire to, but sneaking up was just as disgraceful. He grunted as he knew what he had to do. He walked up to Richard, as if nothing were amiss. When Richard saw him, he stood up straight and put the bag of sweet cubes onto his belt. He mooed softly at Richard, trying to lure him into a false sense of friendship. Richard looked down at him suspiciously, but then his expression softened. He patted Krivak on the head, "Finally coming around to me big guy?" Krivak mooed some more, then kicked Richard in the shin like he would an insolent female during mating season. Richard doubled over in pain and cried out. And while he was distracted, Krivak plucked the bag of sweet cubes from his belt and walked out of the stable. As soon as he was around the corner, he dug into the bags and gobbled up all of the sweet, delectable cubes. He let them melt in his mouth then swallowed it all down. Back in the present Krivak was standing in the Sculpture Yard, staring up at a stone carving of a bear. The bear had it's paw extended outward, as if it were pointing the way home. Krivak wondered why no one ever carved a statue of a yak. After all, they were the mightiest creature in all of Mizahar. If that bear could do it, he could too. He got up next to the giant bear and slowly lifted his foreleg up, higher than he ever had before. He struggled to maintain his balance on the three remaining legs. After he got his hoof up to a satisfying height, his balance gave out and he fell over sideways in the snow. He laid there and sighed. This could only be more humiliating if anyone saw him.

[Nica]

Nica sat upon her favorite sitting rock near the forever frozen stream. She closed her eyes as she heard the wind and the branches of the trees moving. She tilted her head as she felt something touch her forehead and hands. Nica opened her eyes to see leaves all over her. She giggled as she pluck out the leaves that were stuck in her hair. She loved being outside.

Nature is her inspiration of her art work. She thought about the ones inside her room. Nica looked at the small sketchbook that rested on her lap. She flipped through the pages as she glanced at the drawings. She drew many things, from animals to landscapes. She wondered if she would ever draw something that really meaningful.

Nica closed her sketchbook and stood up. She gave her surroundings one last look and started heading home. Halfway there, she realized that no one will be home at this moment. She stopped at looked at the direction of the town. 'Should I wonder around for a bit or should I just head home?' She gently bit her bottom lip as she thought. She smiled when she got an idea. 'I could visit dad. Maybe he is at the Sculpture Yard right now.'

Nica turned towards her destination and quickly walked which eventually lead to skipping. When she reached the yard, she didn't see anyone around. She frowned, pouted, then sighed. 'He probably went to get some more wood.'

She wondered around the yard and looked at the sculptures that were finished. She was amazed at all the little details of the work. There were many different kinds of imitations of animals. Nica continued to explore. 'Wow, at all of these looked almost like the real thing.'

Nica spotted something from the corner of her eye. 'Oh my Godess! That Yak looks real!' She took a couple of steps closer to get a good look at it. It was near a carving of a bear. 'Wait, all the others are not painted, but that one is.'

Then she saw something strange, the Yak moved! 'It is real!' Nica froze as she saw it try to imitate the bear's posture. She was half terrified and half amused at it's attempt to balance on its three legs. When she saw it fall, on reflex she reached out her arms as if she would be able to catch it. Her sketchbook falling in the snow during the sudden action. Her mind did not think about her book as she saw the Yak not moving. 'Did it fall sleep? Is it dead?'

Nica wondered if it would be safe enough to make sure it was alright. 'Should I just leave, since it's a wild animal, I don't think it would be wise to stay near it.'

She stared at the unmoving Yak, until she saw it take a deep breathe. Nica let out her own breathe, one she did not know she was holding. Apparently, the Yak had amazing hearing because now Nica was looking right into the gaze of the animal in front of her. 'Oh no...' Tears were starting to form. 'Am I going to die by this animal?'

[Krivak]

And someone had seen him. A young, pretty local female. Why was a bull of his importance playing around with statues in the first place? Krivak got his forelegs beneath him and lifted himself up, followed by his hind legs. After standing, he stared at the girl, who stood motionless just staring at him. Perhaps she was scared of him? He held her stare for several moments, and he could tell she was harmless to him. So he let down his guard and relaxed. He slowly approached the girl, cautious so as to not scare her off. If there was one thing Krivak had learn about the people here, especially the females, was that they were all kind, and they usually had treats. He closed the gap slowly, and then sniffed at the girl. He couldn't quite place it, but he thought she smelled nice. He continued to sniff her, at her hair, her pockets, everything. She smelled familiar, much like a female he'd met before, but had forgotten.

[Warden]

-Nica- Skill Points: Drawing 1 Lore: Concern for Animals Notes: =D