Complaint (Quest-Mod)

[Serori Gibil]

The Namekian glanced cautiously at the woman who stood before him, garbed in wolves' skins.

"You called me here?"

The green slug man's eyes gazed downward, unsure of what to think of her.

"Yes, I...I needed someone with your...capabilities. The humans are growing restless, hungry. But, we Namekians don't have enough food to give them, as all we need to sustain life is water, as you may or may not know."

Meredith shrugged. The Namekian looked uneasy in her presence.

"Anyway, I wanted to ask if you could go out, hunting, bring in some food for the humans."

Meredith's stare caused him to shift his feet awkwardly.

"You will be rewarded..."

Meredith shrugged, leaving the building. The Namekian shrugged as well, shaking his shoulders as the woman left. She tended to have this effect on some people.

As Meredith left the village, returning to the forest, an area she felt most comfortable in, she felt uneasy. There was something different about today than normal...everything was silent, no animals making any sound, no rustling of new born deer still learning to move quietly. Even the wind blown trees hardly made a noise, as they waved silently. Meredith got down on her hands and feet, crouched like a wolf. She ran her left hand over the dirt, feeling the imprints of different animals, while keeping her eyes up, searching for any sign of movement.

The prints left by the animals were deep, and skewed. This meant that they were running from something, but from what? As far as Meredith could see, there was nothing to run from. It was just a normal day...so what could possibly have scared the whole forest into silence?

[Tenshu]

She had yet to notice it, and that was as it should be. The creature was by namekian legend the equivalent of a werewolf. It's teeth as sharp as spear tips, and its coat as thick as armor. It towered above the bush line, and yet crouched it was hidden keenly in the bushes, its light blue color blending nicely with the surrounding area. The other animals could run all they like, this beast was faster, faster than any of them could possibly muster. It was smarter as well, knowing the layout of the forest, and how best to get where it needed to go. The only reason it chose to let the smaller creatures go was the specimen before him.

Peering through the bushes at her, the creature was more than certain it could drop the target with little effort. Its hind legs primed back, and with all of the forward momentum it could muster its body heaved forward, its front claws ready to rip through the opponent, and its mouth watering at the idea of biting her throat, which was what would come next if she was taken to the ground.

[Serori Gibil]

Hands running across the dirt, the wolf girl became more and more confused. The prints were deep, and frantic. Whatever had caused the animals to migrate had caused them to do it fast. She saw prints of both predator and prey, intermingling, but in the sense of attack, rather, in the mere desperation to get away.

Meredith was still wondering what could have scared the animals, when it showed itself. Leaping, the wolf-like creature attempted to make a strike at the girl, who's back was turned. She attempted to roll out of the way, but took a scratch to her back. Meredith was knocked back, wincing at the wound, but she had built up a high pain tolerance during her life in the wilderness.

She landed on all fours, skidding on the leaves and dirt, turning to face the wolf creature. She growled, low and menacing, full of anger. It was akin to a wolf's growl, the sound that the animal was angry, and any further antagonistic behaviours would lead to an attack. Meredith drew ki into her arms and pulled down her red mask, preparing in case the were-wolf decided to push an attack. It should be able to smell the scent and musk of wolf on her furs, but little good it would do. This beast was large, and likely not to back down.

[Tenshu]

The wolf marveled in its success as its claw's dug into the fresh soil where its prey had been. The snarl it had boasted a moment ago ceased as the shewolf began her counter growl. He was reasonably surprised that a human was acting in this manner. Most Bipedal creatures did not act similarly to wolves, and now the smell of his own kind was reaching his nose. Surely he had smelled it before, yet his eyes deceived him to believe that it was in fact not her, but another nearby wolf. Regardless his intent remained true.

"This is, surprising"

He growled, his eyes locking on her's. Perhaps it would surprise her to hear the wolf speak, as it was in a common tongue, and not in a whimper or yelp. Articulate though deep, the beast was easily understandable, and his fur ceased to stand on end. As if he were no longer hunting at all the wolf sat up, his butt planting firmly on the ground, his long tail wrapping around his figure.

"Your blood smell's of human, and yet your scent is...different"

It was a statement, but also a question. The woman had been given a chance to explain herself. The wolf was far more curious than he was hungry, so talking to his meal would be fine with him.