Snippet #2189666

"Hello? Nice to meet you Sirken, my name's Voras." the humanoid said, removing his hood. Sirken noticed he had longer, pointed ears, unlike the common rounded ears of humans he had seen. What did that mean? Sirken blinked his four vivid green eyes in an effort to remember. Ah, yes, that was it! It meant that this person, Voras, was an elf. External ears were a thing that interested Sirken as there were so many different types on land. Kelpers had no outcroppings that signified ears; rather they had holes in the side of their heads covered by thin disks of skin.

"If I may ask. What brings you here?" Voras said.

Sirken shifted his gaze to the elf's face instead of his ears. Voras's eyes wandered to a tree. Sirken didn't mind this action that others could have interpreted as lack of interest. In the ocean you always had to be on the lookout for dangers. He assumed it would be the same on land. "It sound a little silly, but I had dreams telling me to come here. A little odd for a Kelper's dreams telling him to go so far inland, but what can I do? I'm curious to see why they told me to come to this place. I doubt it is a coincidence."

Sirken shifted his weight, trying to get in a comfortable position. This wasn't an easy task on land. Kelpers may have been an amphibious species but they were still far more accustomed to water than land. He sighed, some air spluttering out of his gills in a noise not unlike a fart. "What about you, Voras?"

A sense of being watched fell over Sirken. His tail stiffened, but otherwise he gave no sign of noticing. After debating for a moment he looked about and called out, "Is anyone else there?" He could be wrong. Things were different on land, different enough to disrupt a Kelper's senses. He still couldn't shake the feeling, though. "Do you feel that?" he asked Voras.



Inx was approaching the Place of Meeting. Or at least he thought of it that way, capital letters and everything. Some other beasts might not, but who cared what they thought? They were entitled to their own opinion as much as he was. What the mates thought of the place interested him a lot more. Did they hold it in special regard? Did they even know why they were going there?

He slowed to a trot before turning back to human form. Traveling for hours with hardly any rest was not something he usually did or really liked to do but sometimes, like now, the situation called for it. It was fast but tiring. Part of Inx really wanted to get a good rest before he met his mate, but another part wanted to get the meeting over with. He wanted to see his mate now.

He ran a hand through his red hair, a little concerned about his appearance. First impressions lasted longer than one might expect, and he did not want his mate or his fellow Beasts to think hom sloppy or uncaring. There was little he could do about his looks at the moment, though, so he would just have to bear with it. He absentmindedly adjusted his tunic and rearranged his leggings so they went over the tops of his boots. Although he still wasn't satisfied with his appearance he started to walk forward.

Some people were already at the Place of Meeting. There was an elf and some strange looking aquatic thing. Were they mates? Inx sure hoped the fishy creature wasn't his. He couldn't see them geting along well. He could sense the nearby presence of another Beast, although he wasn't exactly sure where. He looked about a bit but could see his relation. He or she was good at hiding, or Inx just looking hard enough.

The question was if the elf and the fish man were friendly or not. Inx decided to listen to their conversation a bit more to learn about them. Probably not the most honorable of tactics but definitely a safe one.