We've been waiting for several hours and I'm starting to wonder if my idea was good. Even though there is still time before nightfall, I am starting to get seriously bored.
An ambush… Sounded like fun but it's boring to death! We must not make the slightest noise and we must Remain hidden sitting for hours on bark is downright uncomfortable.
Egan is sleeping for him… Luckily he doesn't snore otherwise I would have had to wake him up but I guess that way we can say that he doesn't move and remains silent. I was a little worried that he would fall when I saw him doze off but given the claws he planted in the branch before sleeping, I doubt he would fall even if I pushed him into the void.
I hear a noise and focus my sight on what's going on down there. A panther appears at the foot of a tree and moves very slowly, its body almost against the ground. Looks like she's crawling from above. Instead of continuing on her way to the wolf's carcass, she stops, raises her mouth and sniffles.
SHIT ! I hope she can't smell the soap. I'm pretty sure it hasn't given off any particular aroma since it's been hanging around, but I don't have a panther's scent, so I can't be sure.
She stays there for several minutes sniffing. Something is clearly bothering her but hunger seems to take over as she resumes advancing towards the wolf. Once in front of the wolf, she begins her feast.
I concentrate as much as possible, concentrating on my energy. Once done I take my time to visualize the magic I want to invoke as clearly as possible. Once I'm pretty sure of myself, I summon my magic and a stake of earth appears in front of the panther and pierces its skull.
No noise was emitted by the panther, she didn't even have time to be surprised. A stone stake focused on piercing his skull through his open mouth. This time I didn't hurt my victim.
She slumps to the side but fails to fall completely to the ground. The stone stake prevents him from doing so.
I crouch down to prepare to descend and Egan wakes up at my movement. He yawns loudly, gets up, stretches, then looks at me.
"Your dinner is ready. He looks down and sees the panther. I can see his drool starting to drip from his mouth…
"You would have made a good cat," I said. He looks at me, clearly not understanding what I am comparing him to.
"Never mind… Let's go downstairs." I'll help you bring your meal back to the village and this time we'll leave her outside. »
Mess ! A panther is heavy. Even two I thought we would never manage to bring this damn feline back to the village. It is panting, sweating, my muscles screaming in agony that we arrive in the village.
I fall back to the ground catching my breath and calming my muscle pain. Egan doesn't seem particularly tired to him, whereas on the way he was exhausted from having dragged half a wolf...
Maybe dragging him against anything with the gene on the ground is more restrictive than I thought... Speaking of Egan he's already started devouring the panther and I have to stop my rest to get out of the way if I don't be sprinkled with blood and hair.
Again in a lying position with my back to the ground, I rest. It was still a long day even if it went relatively well.
I'm thirsty but lazy as big as the world to get the water bottle. I'm tempted for a moment to use magic to make her float to me but if I knock her down I'll have to go back to the waterfall. I have neither the time nor the inclination to repeat the journey today. I would still prefer to sleep with a pasty mouth.
I stay in this position until the sun begins to set coloring the sky.
"Are you back in hamster mode Egan?" To make him understand I send him the mental image
He looks up from his meal and growls. "It's getting dark, you've already eaten enough." Your stomach is tense to the extreme, don't be too greedy or you'll vomit tonight... Come on, let's go home to drink and go to bed. »
The idea of drinking now seems more enticing to him than his panther, weighed down by everything he has just devoured, he walks with difficulty to the house and I can't help laughing 'You really are a stomach on your feet ! No wonder you grow so much on what you eat. He ignores me and goes to his seal and I take the opportunity to go drink from my water bottle.
He quickly empties his seal and licks the bottom. It's the first time I've seen his tongue, it's dark pink as expected but it's not really smooth… I can't help but take mine out and caress it. Strange, that's what it seemed to me, mine is perfectly smooth and has no irregularities.
In short, once he's drunk all he could, he looks at me with his blood-stained face. I can't help grimacing "Wait here for me"
I go quickly to get a piece of clothing from one of the young girls who will never be able to serve me anyway and come back soaking it in the rest of the water in the water bottle. I rub his mouth to clean the blood several times and when I'm satisfied with the result I ask him to open his mouth.
"Wow, your jaw is scary Egan" I clean his face, paying close attention to his teeth and pressing very gently so as not to tear my hand off. Once finished his mouth is now clean. I nod my head and inform him that he can close it.
He does not seem very happy that I manipulate like this. "If you want to sleep next to me, you mustn't smell foul." You don't seem very sensitive to it, but it's very unpleasant for me. »
Remembering when I took care of him in the river and sleeping by my side. He seems to agree.
"Let's go to bed now"
It is in the same position of the day before, between my wall and my dragon that I fall asleep.