With the laughter dying away into the distance, Aello looked up. Her head slowly rising to meet first, her bow, and then the coil of rope, tossed a few feet into the distance, with her fall, resting silently in the snow. Her hands sank into the cool powder, her fingers coiling as her tilted chin rose even more, to meet the eyes of the messenger. Within an instant, they flashed with recognition, and then softened for a moment, before hardening. "Kiochi?" Aello whispered, not truly believing the things her eyes were showing her. Slowly, her hands slid forward, and her back arched all the more. In her daze, Aello seemed much like Nex in his animal form, stalking his prey through the forest. "The woods, not so friendly?" she whispered, as her head fell to the side, her mane of hair cascading down the length of her back, causing her to appear all the more rugged and feral. "How could something that doesn't possess the sort of life we do, be unfriendly?" she asked. "How could it be anything for that matter?" As the question hung unanswered in the air, Aello grit her teeth and shook her head. She closed her eyes, and tried to ward it all away, but when she opened them again, and stopped shaking, nothing had left. "Kiochi," she called. "Aren't you a bit far from your jail cell? Just what... what are you doing here? How did you find us after our flight?" There was a pause as fear overcame her, and her heart hammered. Was he clutching it, manipulating it in this way, as a sculptor might his clay? "Have you been following us, ever since that day, so many moons ago, when Alenias sprung me from that filthy cell? And blood rained from the ears of our enemies?" Aello asked, her eyes narrowing as she considered the possibility. The petching creature just seemed crazy enough to do it... |