Firefly Glen Kaggik

Okay Danni original. No promises it will be good :)

Alaric saw the interest in the other's eyes. He would  need to speak with Sialuk, perhaps he could push these two towards each other. They would make a good pair. Pristine and good. It fit well in the picture he formed in his minds eye.

THough he was thrown from his thoughts when the other asked for another story and he thought on it. 

I will tell you of the man who wanted to fly and the woman who wanted to land.

He loosened his body and began to speak, the story spinning itself, while his body moved the motions of the story.

Long ago, there were a young hunter and a young maiden. The maiden traveled and moved from place to place, her family always on the go. Hunter man had been raised in a village, and he never ever left. His job was to help feed the families, and eventually place his own rock upon the village shore and raise his own brood of hunters, teach them the ways of hunters and men.

Alaric moved as if walking long distances and then lay a paw across his eyes and looked out as if stuck in place and only able to see.

But hunter man he longed tofly from his village on swift feet and never return. and walking woman, she only wished to find a home to call her own and raise children and live.

Alaric moved his paw through the sky as he spoke. One season it had been hot and dry. There was no water for miles. And landing woman she and her family traveled and traveled had lost those they loved, when they came across a small oasis, a pocket of peace and a village nestled there.

He moved as if pushing aside a bush and sliding into a greenery place. He looked around with wide eyes as if seeing beautiful things.

Flying man and Landing woman met, and they knew that some how their paths would converge with each other, but how they weren't sure. They learned about one another as landing womans' family shared stories and healing and trades from far away lands with the hunters.

Alaric moved about and circled the male as if handing out things, as if conversing and playing with a pack of wolves. 

Flying man still longed to fly, but he found as he listened to her stories. As landing woman spoke and sat near him, that he flew in his mind. That he went far and fast and free, whilst standing still and it was then that they both realized. he had learn to fly and she had learned to land.

Alaric acted as if he was laying down and had a content look on his face. They lived out their days, with landing woman telling him stories of flying and he giving her what she wanted and that was peace.