The slow bleed
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littlesilvertipMaybe it's self-fulfilling. I think "i'm not going to get any sleep" and so I make myself anxious. And when I'm anxious, I can't sleep. It's a thought.
Thoughts are another thing keeping me up.
As soon as the sun was up enough to start hunting, the rain started. I found some breakfast from the Mexicans. They have good food. That's one thing I like about the south - everything has so much flavour. I checked in on Turtle quickly (he was fine), before going back to where I wanted to watch. I ate their fish tacos on a stoop, watching which cops went to the place where the dead was found. While I was watching, I saw Fire-Dancer come, and fumble things for a while. I wasn't sure what the urrah wolves do in that situation (do I call over? Help her?), but she answered that question by seeing me and getting confused. She invited me in and gave me some water. She knew I was on the hunt for the cannibal, so she wasn't too confused why I was there. She looked as exhausted as me. Maybe more... I don't think she's even trying to sleep. Why does she do this to herself? It makes you fight like you're drunk.
I told her, yeah, I was hunting the cannibal, and looking for "Maddie" to examine, and maybe the cops. She suggested Quin. I need to talk to him anyhow, to give him his gift, so that's a good idea. She mentioned Defiant-Storm, and I got curious if she kept in touch. Apparently, Defiant Storm's wolf child is not being raised with the others she whelped at the same time. Get are crazy.
I was getting pretty cold, and my Parka wasn't finished, and would attract attention if it was (I don't see many people wearing nice stuff in the scab). Plus, what I really need for this weather is my gutskin jacket to keep me dry. I bought some more layers off of Fire-Dancer to keep me warm, but when I head back out into the rain, I find that the material didn't keep me warm when it was wet. I found a place where I could hunker and watch the cops, next to the pizza place, but I still got pretty wet.
A fat homeless woman came, while I was sitting there watching. Someone threw some good food away, and this pissed her off. It pisses me off too. Very wasteful, and disrespectful to the animals who died to make it. If it as a cub of mine, I'd beat them. She complained, and I agreed. This seemed to make her happy, and she agreed that people who waste should be hit. We talked, and it was really nice, even if the weather made me cold. She gave me the pizza, and it was pretty good. I forgot how good pizza is. I wonder if you can make moose pizza? We talked food, cold, money, a palm reader, and how the Mexicans have this chocolate that they put spices in that's good. I said I was Anya - I didn't know her, and most of them can't pronounce my name anyhow. I don't think Anya will mind I borrowed her name. She offered to show me some place warm. I was so soaked I was ready for a warm break.
It was her kindness that tipped her hand. She performed a rite I know about. The Cardboard Palace. She was making a place for me to be safe and warm, and it told me she was a wolf person - probably a Bone Gnawer. I reached out with my senses to make sure it was rite magic, and not someone pretending to work that magic. I didn't recognize her, and hadn't checked her. So when she finished making a nice place for me, I confessed I wasn't Anya, but give her someone else's name again. I gave her my hand to shake, and when she did, I checked her over.
Yes, I eat people.
I was so surprised by the answer I might have given away that something was wrong. I excused myself and she said she was hungry again and left. I covered myself with the dusk of Uktena's gift, and snuck after her. I saw her go around, fight, forage, and other things. I waited. I waited patiently, burning away my spiritual energy, and myself control not to sneeze from all the wet I was. Eventually, she slept, and I snuck up on her. I had to be sure. I put my hand on her, and she curled up into a ball, but didn't wake. Are people humans? Maybe others think of people different. I checked again:
Yes, I eat humans.
No missing that answer.
My true name is Rebecca.
I couldn't get more. I wish I had a family name, or deedname, but what I had worked. It was enough to make sure questing stone worked on her later.
I searched her for who all she had eaten. The list was... many. So many. By this time, my spirit was flagging, and I knew I had to get away before I couldn't keep it up anymore, and got caught.
I staggered down the street like I was drunk. Everything was a blur. She was so nice! I liked her very much. And... who she ate. It makes sense to me. They are wasteful. They are wastes. It is useful to hunt them, and to thin the herd, and provide food to those who can use it. It is okay to kill a wolf for fur, why not ape for meat? So long as the spirits are appeased. But... this is not good meat. But what does the Omega Tribe eat that is? And those I found in her mind that she had killed, killing them wasn't all bad. It also reduces the burden on the grandmother, and keeps their herd from growing too fast. I found - and find - myself agreeing with the Cannibal. That worrisome. I may have spent too much time with the wrong tribes, if I'm allowing these thoughts.
One last Bone Gnawer to check, just to be sure there isn't two cannibals: Maddie. I used my rite to find her, but got lost twice along the way. So much shivering, so much cold, and so much tired. There's that more defomred male metis too. I think I asked him for tea, or he asked me for tea. I'm not sure. Again, introductions where how I touched her hand, but I may have acted weird when I took her hand in both hands. I was so exhausted, so maybe she'll think that was why. It was why, but hopefully she won't question it is what I mean. She's not a cannibal. She started talking to me, and I didn't listen. I 'm nearly out of spirit, and my selfcontrol is fading. She said something about tunnels. I have to get out. I have to go. I'm going. Just going. It's so damn wet. I've got no energy left.
It's not wet. I'm standing in the water. The river. Turtle is near by, with his dog. I'll say hi again.
Thoughts are another thing keeping me up.
As soon as the sun was up enough to start hunting, the rain started. I found some breakfast from the Mexicans. They have good food. That's one thing I like about the south - everything has so much flavour. I checked in on Turtle quickly (he was fine), before going back to where I wanted to watch. I ate their fish tacos on a stoop, watching which cops went to the place where the dead was found. While I was watching, I saw Fire-Dancer come, and fumble things for a while. I wasn't sure what the urrah wolves do in that situation (do I call over? Help her?), but she answered that question by seeing me and getting confused. She invited me in and gave me some water. She knew I was on the hunt for the cannibal, so she wasn't too confused why I was there. She looked as exhausted as me. Maybe more... I don't think she's even trying to sleep. Why does she do this to herself? It makes you fight like you're drunk.
I told her, yeah, I was hunting the cannibal, and looking for "Maddie" to examine, and maybe the cops. She suggested Quin. I need to talk to him anyhow, to give him his gift, so that's a good idea. She mentioned Defiant-Storm, and I got curious if she kept in touch. Apparently, Defiant Storm's wolf child is not being raised with the others she whelped at the same time. Get are crazy.
I was getting pretty cold, and my Parka wasn't finished, and would attract attention if it was (I don't see many people wearing nice stuff in the scab). Plus, what I really need for this weather is my gutskin jacket to keep me dry. I bought some more layers off of Fire-Dancer to keep me warm, but when I head back out into the rain, I find that the material didn't keep me warm when it was wet. I found a place where I could hunker and watch the cops, next to the pizza place, but I still got pretty wet.
A fat homeless woman came, while I was sitting there watching. Someone threw some good food away, and this pissed her off. It pisses me off too. Very wasteful, and disrespectful to the animals who died to make it. If it as a cub of mine, I'd beat them. She complained, and I agreed. This seemed to make her happy, and she agreed that people who waste should be hit. We talked, and it was really nice, even if the weather made me cold. She gave me the pizza, and it was pretty good. I forgot how good pizza is. I wonder if you can make moose pizza? We talked food, cold, money, a palm reader, and how the Mexicans have this chocolate that they put spices in that's good. I said I was Anya - I didn't know her, and most of them can't pronounce my name anyhow. I don't think Anya will mind I borrowed her name. She offered to show me some place warm. I was so soaked I was ready for a warm break.
It was her kindness that tipped her hand. She performed a rite I know about. The Cardboard Palace. She was making a place for me to be safe and warm, and it told me she was a wolf person - probably a Bone Gnawer. I reached out with my senses to make sure it was rite magic, and not someone pretending to work that magic. I didn't recognize her, and hadn't checked her. So when she finished making a nice place for me, I confessed I wasn't Anya, but give her someone else's name again. I gave her my hand to shake, and when she did, I checked her over.
Yes, I eat people.
I was so surprised by the answer I might have given away that something was wrong. I excused myself and she said she was hungry again and left. I covered myself with the dusk of Uktena's gift, and snuck after her. I saw her go around, fight, forage, and other things. I waited. I waited patiently, burning away my spiritual energy, and myself control not to sneeze from all the wet I was. Eventually, she slept, and I snuck up on her. I had to be sure. I put my hand on her, and she curled up into a ball, but didn't wake. Are people humans? Maybe others think of people different. I checked again:
Yes, I eat humans.
No missing that answer.
My true name is Rebecca.
I couldn't get more. I wish I had a family name, or deedname, but what I had worked. It was enough to make sure questing stone worked on her later.
I searched her for who all she had eaten. The list was... many. So many. By this time, my spirit was flagging, and I knew I had to get away before I couldn't keep it up anymore, and got caught.
I staggered down the street like I was drunk. Everything was a blur. She was so nice! I liked her very much. And... who she ate. It makes sense to me. They are wasteful. They are wastes. It is useful to hunt them, and to thin the herd, and provide food to those who can use it. It is okay to kill a wolf for fur, why not ape for meat? So long as the spirits are appeased. But... this is not good meat. But what does the Omega Tribe eat that is? And those I found in her mind that she had killed, killing them wasn't all bad. It also reduces the burden on the grandmother, and keeps their herd from growing too fast. I found - and find - myself agreeing with the Cannibal. That worrisome. I may have spent too much time with the wrong tribes, if I'm allowing these thoughts.
One last Bone Gnawer to check, just to be sure there isn't two cannibals: Maddie. I used my rite to find her, but got lost twice along the way. So much shivering, so much cold, and so much tired. There's that more defomred male metis too. I think I asked him for tea, or he asked me for tea. I'm not sure. Again, introductions where how I touched her hand, but I may have acted weird when I took her hand in both hands. I was so exhausted, so maybe she'll think that was why. It was why, but hopefully she won't question it is what I mean. She's not a cannibal. She started talking to me, and I didn't listen. I 'm nearly out of spirit, and my selfcontrol is fading. She said something about tunnels. I have to get out. I have to go. I'm going. Just going. It's so damn wet. I've got no energy left.
It's not wet. I'm standing in the water. The river. Turtle is near by, with his dog. I'll say hi again.
