Dec 22: Ravion's peaceful camp at the Entwash Delta
A burst of derisive laughter, loud and shrill, sliced through the cold air and echoed in the mist. Ravion scowled, and began marching toward them. Mellonin did not notice.
"Just like you!" she gasped, cackling and half choking. "Just like-- oh-- " she fought for her breath, and lost. She laughed til she cried, her face red, her breath coming in shrill gasps. Ravion stood atop the crest, and halted, baffled. Mellonin sat down hard on the ground, shaking and hiccuping.
Aeron smirked. Gwyllion ran past Aeron, smacking him hard on her way by. "Monster!" she said.
"Women!" he spat.
Gwyllion put one arm around Mellonin's shoulders, and Mellonin buried her head against her friend and sobbed in earnest.
"Oh, keep crying. That will solve everything, " Aeron said, sidling away from Ravion.
Mellonin's hands twitched, and then she buried her face deeper into Gwyillion's shoulder.
"It might even bring him back from the dead, " Aeron chirped, still moving away from Ravion.
Slowly, her hands withdrew from Gwyllion, and her sobbing stopped. She looked up, and saw Aeron not five feet away. In one movement, she stood, and flew at him. Gwyllion cried out. Ravion's sharp order was drowned out by wildcat howls from Mellonin. Aeron fought back as best he could, but his hair was clenched in her left fist, and his face exposed to the storm. After she landed two solid punches, he kicked her, and she clawed his face, shrieking curses all the while. Blood ran.
Last edited by mark12_30; 07-07-2004 at 03:18 PM.
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