flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed
you will revive your master
blood of the enemy, forcibly taken
[size=3]you will resurrect your foe[/size]
He would be surprised to learn that she wasn’t even half as dim-witted as he thought she was. Aguta was really quite intelligent. Her clipped speech came from the fact that she didn’t converse with very many these days and, well, unless you use it, you lose it. If she were to have someone to talk to more often, she wouldn’t have an issue with using more words. Then again, actions spoke a whole lot louder than words in most cases. So really, was there actually much of a point in using a whole lot of words? Sometimes yes, sometimes no. it really all depended on what the point was. But she was definitely far from being dim-witted. Maybe if he ended up sticking around, he would learn that about her.
He snorted, turning his face away a bit, but it was the expression on his face that left her wondering if he was going to decline. If it did, it was no skin off her hide. She longed for company, honestly, and that was why she’d extended her question. It was her way of inviting him to hunt with her, something that she’d been craving from others since having been sent to spread Tartok with her cousin. His response, though, brought a faint smile to her muzzle and a slight swish of her tail. His answer clearly pleased her, though not the fact that he was starving but that he seemed willing to hunt with her.
More than happy to lead the way, Aguta wheeled around and began to lead them away from the spot where he had been snoring. Since she patrolled the mountain on a daily basis, she knew where prime hunting spots were on the mountain itself. Her tail swayed behind her as she moved along. Though faint, she did have a slightly noticeable limp that would never go away. She carried herself proudly as she moved, sniffing at the air every so often as they went. Before long, she came to a halt, crouching down a little. She’d stopped them behind a thick bush. Motioning with her muzzle, she pointed toward just the other side. About twenty paces away was a couple deer; three does and two half grown fawns.
Together the pair hunted, downing one of the does that did not appear to have a fawn at her breast. Together the pair gorged, ate until they felt ready to burst. Eventually, they parted company, each going their own way, though Aguta did follow silently to make sure the male actually got off the mountain before returning to her own place of sleeping to nap off some of what she'd eaten.