Fiction:Dawning of Distaste

Wanderer meets Witch
Within one of the forested districts that were close to the state of Aithen-Loren, the home of the pale-skinned Northern Wood Elves, was a thriving cosmopolitan populace who had managed to establshed a rural environment that did not pose threat to the flora nor fauna that resided here, as this village was built upon an empty space that none took residence within. The Northern Wood Elves, known natively as the Aitheranna, governed this forest district alongside their other elvish kin, including particular ethnicities such as the mountainous Sky Elves. They were not opposed to visitors or aliens, as clearly evidenced by the traders and their allies who took temporary residence here. Among one particular caravan was a going by the name of ; he had done this caravan various favours involving labour in order to gain transport. He, along with several other commercial suppliers, entered the nearest public house in order to mark the end of their business day.

Hachi took a seat at the counter and let out a sigh while the waitress - a generously buxom wood elf - served the more handsome pub-goers. He appeared exhausted and tired, a drink would not change that although he did appear somewhat alone as his temporary employers were off somewhere else, talking amongst themselves or discussing business with the land owners. At the other side of the public house, a young with long dark purple robes read from a rather large-looking book, alone save for a small cat-like creature who slept next to her feet. As she noticed the suppliers entering the inn, she peeked at them over her book, but stood silent. The Lagosi had eventually managed to order his drink, a rather large pint of bubbling ale, and began to walk to one of the free single-person tables. In the following moments he found himself shoved to the floor, his face buried in his drink, as a particularly large, grizzled Merovar walked past him, having pushed the youth to the floor out of drunken spite as he laughed. The Lagosi did not respond, only looking sadly at the ground while alcohol dripped off his dampened, furry cheeks. The robbed woman looked at Hachi. A faint voice came from her mouth, stuttering.


 * ??? - A-Are you okay?

Hachi sat on his knees, still on the floor, and looked towards the robed woman with wide, glistening eyes that indicated that he was close to tears. Judging by the state of his torso, he hadn't eaten nor bathed for a while.


 * Hachi - I-I'm fine, m-miss...
 * ??? - Y-you don't look well...maybe you could...um...

The woman stuttered more as she tried to talk, displaying considerable shyness. It was only after much struggling that she managed to finish her sentence.


 * ??? - ...s-s-sit here with me.

Hachi blushed as she posed her question and looked down to the wet floor. After a minute or so of looking downwards, he raised his wooden arm to his face and wiped away the oncoming flow of tears as they were shed before looking towards her once more - this time, a small, reclusive smile was worn on his face. He stood up and approached her, sitting upon one of the chairs at her table.


 * Hachi - T-Thank you, m-miss... I-It means a l-lot to have s-some company, e-e-especially n-now.

The woman lowered her book, allowing Hachi to take a good look of her face. Despite the obvious pointed ears, her facial structure resembled much more of that of a human than that of an elf. Her eyes had visible heavy bags on them and her long hair was dark and somewhat messy. She looked at Hachi with curiosity, having never encountered a Lagosi before.


 * ??? - Company...I've not had company in...months.
 * Hachi - Heh... What's y-your name? Mine's... H-Hacho... H-Hachi! I mean Hachi!
 * ??? - ...C-Clothovera Moirai.
 * Hachi - T-That's a nice n-name. Sounds quite... m-magical, mystical m-maybe. Suits y-you.

Clothovera put her face on her book again, trying to hide the fact Hachi's comment had made her blush more than she already was. On the floor, the cat creature woke up, stretching its front paws and then jumping into the duo's table.


 * ??? - I wake up to see a trash boy.
 * Hachi - Hey! ...T-There's no need to be r-rude about it. ...W-Why is there a talking c-cat?
 * Clothovera - N-Nyakik! Don't be rude him the boy! [You stupid cat, this is the first time I talk to someone in months, if you screw this up I'm gonna throw you down a river!]
 * Nyakik - Hmppf. So be it. Call the waitress, I want milk.
 * Hachi - Yeah, I w-wouldn't mind milk f-from the waitress... Errkh! I-I mean, s-she looks p-pretty busy r-right now.
 * Clothovera - P-please forgive Nyakik...she is my, um...my familiar.

Hachi leaned in to examine Nyakik, resisting the urge to touch the pussy. He appeared somewhat mystified, although it wasn't because of the familiar; he was looking past the feline, straight towards Clothovera.


 * Hachi - ...Pretty.

Nyakik layed down in front of Hachi and swung her two tails around, blocking his view of Clothovera.


 * Clothovera - [He's staring right at me! Gods, what do I say? Should I tell him a witch? What if he decides to tell everyone and run off? But he's...cute...I don't want him to go...]
 * Nyakik - I am very pretty, indeed.
 * Hachi - Umm... sure, Nekik.
 * Clothovera - Erm...um...Hachi...what are you?...I mean, y-you're a bunny person...I've never seen a bunny person before.
 * Hachi - Bunny person...

Hachi appeared only slightly offended by the term she used to describe him, as evidenced by his slightly frustrated facial expression, although he didn't return any insult back at her. Instead he leaned back in his seat and spoke.


 * Hachi - Lagosi, of the Lagosi'min. My whole race are... b-bunny people.
 * Clothovera - Oh...I see... [I saw the way he looked at me! I screwed up! Big time!] I-I didn't mean to offend...um...

Clothovera groaned and hit her own head with her book while Nyakik looked at her with a raised eyebow.


 * Hachi - Huh? Oh, i-it's fine. I-I get it a lot, n-not a lot of p-people h-have seen Lagosi'min b-before. What about you? You look elvish, but a... pretty kind of elf.
 * Clothovera - I'm...not really an elf. I'm m-more like, half-elf.
 * Hachi - Half-elf? Never seen one of those b-before... I hope they all look as n-nice as you do.
 * Clothovera - Y-you think...I look...nice?
 * Hachi - ...Is that strange?
 * Clothovera - N-No! It's just...no one has ever called me...nice-looking...
 * Hachi - Well, t-they should!
 * Nyakik - Why is your face all red, Clothovera?
 * Clothovera - Ssssh! [Oh Gods I can barely breathe.]

Hachi leaned back in his seat and raised his arms, positioning them behind his head as he let out a deep, tired yawn. He appeared physically worn out from his previous ventures, with plenty of scars visible across his chest and stomach. Clothovera stared at the scars, from behind her book, she could barely contain herself on her seat. She slowly pointed at a plate filled with bread.


 * Clothovera - Y-you look hungry...f-feel free to take some. [Who is this boy and why has he not appeared earlier?]

Hachi nodded and grabbed a slice of bread, proceeding to lift it to his mouth. Upon taking a bite, crumbs fell onto his chest of velvet fur as well as his waist and stomach, with a few crumbs getting stuck in the fur around his muzzle as he looked back to Clothovera. He took a large bite and chewed slowly to savour the taste. Clothovera smiled as Hachi looked at her, giggling very quietly, while Nyakik simply looked at them, rolling her eyes.


 * Nyakik - I suppose the trash rabbit will stay with us then.
 * Clothovera - If he doesn't mind...
 * Hachi - Hmm? Oh, I d-don't want to be a bother to y-you both.
 * Clothovera - B-bother? No! I-it wouldn't bother at all!
 * Hachi - W-Well... I g-guess I'm s-staying with you two then...

Hachi smiled before passing his slice of bread to Clothovera for her to take a bite from. Clothovera looked at the slice and smiled happily.


 * Clothovera - [He called me cute...never leave me, ever.]