05-07-2016, 09:35 AM
"Yes, right behind you." Her voice filled him with sickish delight. There were no forward plans to harm her – and if he could help it he will prevent distress as well...but there is no denying that he is among the beasts she should be protected from. Where is her family, anyway? He checks again to make sure she is behind him. A satisfied smile hangs loosely on his dark lips as he sees her coming along behind. The route is actually not a lie. The safest and quickest way to the Chamber is to travel eastward and move through his own forest, then the high mountains and then to the Chamber's thick pines and open fields. It's always easiest to lie when you're not really lying, right? He finds this to be so. Simply form your words carefully. So down they go, first moving south for some time and soon cutting due east into the hills and then into the forests that border his own woodland home. He takes winding long ways, moving through swamps and up ridges (and back down them again), walking until morning threatens to peak over the horizon. The moon still holds her position against the clouds that are starting to swarm. She'll fade to their power soon. He can smell the storms in the distance. "Where do you live Chem? You don't smell like the forest. You don't smell like the Falls or Chamber... I don't know any other places smell, yet." He genuinely chuckles at her innocence. He had long ago cataloged many smells of countless places and things. Triggers happen naturally and quickly, like the nervousness on her breath and the sweet sound of her voice, or the patter of her feet close behind him. “I live just between the Falls and the Chamber, actually. In some deep woods were no one bothers me and my herd and I can thrive happily.” He attempts to make it sound as pleasant as possible because sooner or later Vessel is going to realize what he's trying to do...he hopes that won't be for sometime. As they walk he looses that initial feeling of calculated kidnap for leverage and more toward how he may just..have her. For himself. For the Forest. “Your mother?” He slows down to walk beside her. “Who is your mother anyways?” He stops to offer her help up the steep embankment they've found themselves having to heave over. He lets her go first and supports her behind with his broad forehead. If she allows him to, anyway. “It's still quite a ways.” He answers her plea for home with something vague. He doesn't really have the details of this kidnapping down just yet... They've been walking for hours through hard terrain. Nothing dangerous, but rigorous athletically. Even his own muscles were a bit sore. He hopes she her body will be begging for a break. And then the rains came. “Ah, spring rains.” He looks back to her, the sound of heavy rainfall beating in his ears and sopping his black speckled coat. Harder and harder it seems to fall as if the Gods wanted Chem to carry out his plan flawlessly and with no resistance. “Follow me!” He picks up the pace, thunder cracking across the dark sky and lightening flashing. “I know of some caves just over here!” he stops to make sure she is coming, shouting over the heavy deluge. They're only a few miles from the border of his Forest. Chemdog x |
@[Vessel]
ohhh booyy i think he is starting to...like like her..omg ruh ro
that's not supposed to happen, she's supposed to be pawn xD
damn it chem
