Are you the Hunter? Or the Hunted.

Cielo The voices startled him a little when he first heard them having been woke from a light slumber and not knowing at once if what he heard were benine shouts or something worse. It was amazing that  he had even managed to sleep in the first place considering how bright the solar flowers were but being a native afforded him a few tricks. Cielo had simply stepped on the frond of one of the larger ferns and stood on it while beneath the cover of yet another leaf to spare him from the ceaseless rain. Surprisingly he had managed to dry a bit in the time he had rested, reliving that eerie creeping feel he now had whenever he was damp and returned to the beautiful opaque white he was when dry - not that that would last at all. As soon as he stepped out of the relative protection of the fern leaf he would become translucent again, like a milky mirror. He supposed he shouldn't complain as it had the unintentional of helping to camouflage him and in the Rift that was an invaluable trait though it would never protect you from the Rift itself. He should know and he did all too well. Ears perked Cielo strained to hear more of the voices or whatever he had heard, flicking them this way and that for a few more moments till he heard them again and more importantly a particular word - harpax. Why was someone talking about Harpaxs? That was bad luck to say it out loud, least in his mind. The Rift was always listening and had no shortage of mean-spirited agendas.  He made to move forward and tell whoever was close by just that and broke into a trot only to stop a few feet ahead as a flurry of feathers leapt up from the foliage. His heart raced thinking of Harpaxs but that was a wrong assumption as the myriad of greens and blues sharpened into a flock of carvavo who looked doely at him when they'd stopped cawing out in surprise. Their small heads and long beaks were poised in the air, regarding Cielo as they twisted their heads from side, a few close enough and apparently unaware of it cluelessly bumping into him as they did so and ran off startled again. "" Shoo.""  He said,Shoo." . They neither understood the words or left him alone and followed him as he tried to leave so he  begrudgingly accepted their presence. Cielo rolling his eye Cielo headed toward where he thought the voices had come from and was pleasantly surprised to find out he had guessed right. In front of him was a young filly who was a stark white with red eyes and a tall, husky black stallion whose face seemed to glow but that easily could have been the glare from the flowers as he was seeing spots everywhere. " I hope you're about to say Hapaxes are terrible creatures you don't want to be eaten by. It is something you should know." The carvavo that had followed behind him fanned out in the clearing and pecked at whatever they found appetizing in the brush, blissfully ignoring or tolerating the presence of the other two. ------------- "Talk." All is as mist Pangur Ban

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