This is a double post between
Kalore and
Arishela.[/b]
They entered the empty inactive holodeck together,
Behind them was the arch that acted as the doorway to the corrider of the ship. Computer Arishela program 14D3. The matrix immediately began to change. The first change was found on the right side was clothing that was worn in the traditional hunt for her, and on her left for him. She walked over and picked up her loin cloths and then changed into it. She was not concerned that Kalore would watch her, he knew, if wanted to keep his eyes in his head he would not look. She then waited for him.
Kalore gathered his loin cloth and changed he was careful to keep his eyes turned away from Arishela, now dressed he turned and took his place
They each took a hunting spear
,
and tested it for a minute.
Then she grabbed her hunting knife
and put in her waist cloth.
He took his spear and knife placed the knife at his waist as he held the spear he was ready.
The matrix made the final change and they found themselves in the hunting range of her family. She smiled as a low growl filled her chest and issued forth from her closed lips. She inhaled deeply searching for a suitable prey.
Within seconds she picked up on serveral scents.
"LoD what do you wish hunt?"As he saw the change he sniffed the air and caught a scent eyes searched the brush for movement as he growled,
"A Targh." He motioned in a direction near some trees before slowly moving in that direction
"Hija LoD. A good choice there are several form the scents in the air. " She crouched down, her spear held tightly and its point facing the ground as she followed him. She motioned for him to circle to her left. Still sniffing the air his Spear at the ready he saw her and gave a nod
They continued to advance the scent growing stronger, the hunting lust in her growing by the second. He moved off to the left the smell was strong as he moved closer careful to remain down wind the only thoughts he had was on the hunt.
Her eyes narrowed as she focused on the prey. Suddendly the wind changed and it picked thier scents and carried it to the Targh. The animal picked its head up from grazing, snaped around then sniffed the air and ran off.
He had already lowerd himself to crawling on the ground til he found a good spot to stop. His spear at the ready. She cursed at the wind and jumped up and began to run she jumped over a log and kept her run at a steady pace. The sun was high and beat down on them her breath was quick she looked to her left and saw Kalore running with her.
The targh changed its course and was coming right toward him he started to throw his spear but had not a clear through so he ran chasing theTargh sweat now pouring from his chest and back she could hear him cursing
The targh veered to the left and when it did it was seen to be a nursing female. This hunt was over it was dishonorable to hunt the mother of any young. She looked at Kalore and had him follow her, they walked several miles until she again picked up the scent of another targh.
"Do you smell it?" He gave her a nod
"Yes, I smell it."He moved toward the smell. She growled low, moving into the high grass to cover herself she walked with determination and stealth. Her narrowed eyes on the prized before them.
He walked quietly of course as well as slowly toward the scent it was strong here already he had moved some 9 meters to her right and was moving around.
The animal was stopped at small stream, its head lowered as it drank. So intently it didn't notice the hunters approach. She stood and raised her spear, taking aim. She threw it and hit the Targh in its left flank. It yelled in pain as the spear head sank into its flesh. Its pale lavender blood trickled down its leg.
Kalore spear already aimed threw his and hit the targh a fatal blow in its chest. The animal fell to the ground as it last cry issued and filled the air.
Kalore knelt by the body and cut into its chest removing its heart. Holding it high above his head he roared
"tlhIngan maH!"[/b] (we are Klingon). She watched and joined in as he roared. He turned his head and bit into the heart, then handing it to his hunting parnter. She takes the heart, holding it high and repeats
"tlhIngan maH"[/b], she bites into the heart tearing off a piece and chewing on it.
They both knelt and gutted the targh preparing the meat to be transported. He took the skin and threw it next to her.
"To keep you warm at night."[/b]
They were both filled with the lust of the hunt, he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, she returning his kiss then pulled away. Before she gives him a false impression that this will continue. She smiles at him and looks at him. He stood looking at her he understood, his look told her as much as he spoke Softly ,
"It was a good hunt"[/b]
"HIja LoD you hunt well. You will someday make a fine mate." Computer end program.
OOC: the kiss shared was in the heat of the moment neither will speak of it again. It will actually be as if it never happened.
Images are from Memory Alpha with many thanks.
