The sun will come out

Hriss didn't like the rain, generally. This time, she did not mind being caught in it quite so much as she was both under partial cover and it had come to cool the heat of the day, but it fell heavy on the leaves above and fell from above in constantly moving patches onto the black-plated, vaguely humanoid creature, agitating her sensitive hearing. The thunder didn't help, either, causing her to retreat out away from the trunks of trees and lower herself jerkily whenever it struck. She had a full stomach, at least, the eyeless, spined creature having strangled and eaten a snake which had failed to put it's fangs through the plate of her long, strong tail not long before the storm started.

At the moment the strange, shadowy creature rested under a particularly thickly leaved branch of old oak, clicking and clucking nervously to itself as it groomed it's four-taloned 'hands', checking through touch for any signs of scrapes or dirt that would have to be cleaned out or removed respectively, the underside of it's elongated, smooth-topped braincase resting on a low branch as it leaned slightly back, unawares that in it's momentary loss of direction it had stumbled within earshot of a path. Such a place was a danger to the chronologically young and inexperienced being, but it was also an opportunity to learn. What could come of this minor case of misdirection only time, and the weather, would tell.

Hriss rested heavily against the tree, content to wait out the storm, when one nearby- thankfully not connected to the tree she had been touching, was noisily struck, startling the plated beast into a momentary panic. She retreated further towards the path, agitated, and was left in a patch where no leaves blocked the downpour. She tilted her elongated head back, the softer portion of the large braincase resting against her back, and let the water fall on her face- or what passed for one.

Well, she didn't have to go anywhere to satisfy her thirst, which was something, she supposed. Her tail hovered with a c-shaped curve out horizontally behind her, the lowest point halfway down the tail resting just above the ground. Perhaps trees weren't as safe as she'd assumed right now.

@Aedan Drago

Hriss thought she'd heard something, something rain couldn't quite excuse, and she turned in the direction of the tree Aedan had scaled. The alien creature's bladed tail curved up so the tip rested over it's shoulder, pointing slightly down, and it shuffled towards the tree, picking up it's feet dramatically high, just to be safe from undetected whatever may be from underfoot.

It inhaled orally at the base of the tree, then circled around it quickly one turn. This seemed to satisfy it for now, and wary of the tree due to the recent strike of lightning, it squatted with a good two-foot's distance between itself and the trunk and rested there, ready to rise again quickly if needed.


@Aedan Drago

Hriss was able to perceive what was definitely something moving about nearby, and still on it's feet, though lowered and practically sitting down, it leaned slightly, rocking subtly and shifting it's weight to better figure out it's surroundings. Staying low seemed a good option, and though it wasn't proportioned ideally to walk on all fours, the long thighs and calves and the short foot of the legs putting it's weight at a bad angle and limiting what it could do without dragging it's knees, it put itself forwards and rested some of it's weight on it's hands.

Hriss lifted her strong tail so it hovered close to the tree, and able to reach one of the lower branches, it curved partway around the trunk to swish through little twigs and leaves briefly, an attention getting, perhaps inquiring action overall. The tail was lowered in the same manner it rose so as to be mostly behind the tree at least at one angle.

Quietly it crawled around nearby brush, distancing itself from it's own noise and quietly moving perpendicular to Aedan's current position.

@Aedan Drago

Hriss had, until this point, being working under the assumption that it hadn't been spotted yet. That notion was scrapped when something lightly hit the ground nearby. Hriss pushed off from the ground and rose up into a more natural standing position, and pointed it's face in Aedan's general direction. It chattered at him, shifting it's weight briefly foot to foot, but seemed not to put much into the possibly aggressive gesture. It was trying to bait him into revealing if he had any weapons, in actuality. Though some times had passed, the memory of guns and what they could do was still something Hriss considered.


The alien creature approached the bag, bent slightly over whilst using part of it's long tail as a counterbalance and let a four-fingered hand hover very near the bag. Whatever was in it smelled good. Hesitation vanished, the hand was withdrawn, rim of the open bag clutched open and upright with two fingers of each hand, and Hriss retreated off to the side a few yards to further investigate it, quite quick on her feet.


@Aedan Drago