Quinten Log 18 - 09 11 2005

Western Shore

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You seem to be truly in the middle of nowhere. The beach is like that you'd expect to see in a dream. Miles of saffron sand stretch to the north and south. The only sign of life is a very faint and distant wisp of smoke over the southern horizon. There is little sound, only the roar of the ivory crested waves as they crash onto the shoreline just to the west. This place looks almost as if a timeless, long forgotten stretch of beach. Though, even so, there seems to be a well-trodden path to the east...

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[IC] Quickbeak

[DYN] Taye

Taye is out for his usual run on the beach. Not at his usual full speed, he is instead almost meandering along. Taking in the scenery, if you will. The sand kicks up in small spurts below his feet as he moves along.

Quinten is following Taye at a short distance, ears trailing behind him and the younger hare panting, not used to all this running about but now that he's gone and sparked Lieutenant Darklett's ire he's found his schedule suddenly full without a moment to spare"

Quickbeak has gone fly about away from home for a few day, heh, some birds travel south for the winter, he visits the west, gliding down shore he spots the two hares in the distance and flaps a little lower to watch them for a moment.

Neither hare seems to have noticed the other - the distance between them isn't too small, just far enough that Taye hasn't been alerted by Quinten's breathing difficulties. He, on the other hand, is breathing just fine with such a routine run as this.

Quinten grumbling to himself Quinten keeps on running doggedly, right up to the moment his footpaw hits a buried rock and he yowls loudly hopping about in surprise to stop himself falling over, kicking up sand all over

Quickbeak glides down to to land a little distance off from the fallen hare, not so close that he gets covered in sand of course, he chirps lightly at Quinten.

The yowling is enough to alert anyone to Quinten's presence, least of all Taye. His ears perk and he comes to a sand-spraying halt. He turns. "Huh?" He blinks upon sighting Quinten and the bird.

Quinten stops hopping and places his foot paw down on the sand and curses quite loudly, he frowns at the sparra "Hello sparrow..." he leans down to feel his foot paw "Why is it always me"

Quickbeak tilts his head lightly "Causea youhareworm um run onna sand and hitty rock withum footclaw, that why ita you"

Taye's paw falls to one of his daggers - just for caution's sake. He then begins the trudge back to where the two are. "Quin, you a'right?" He gives the bird a somewhat wary look.

Quinten smiles at Taye "Oh taye yes i'm fine just stubbed me toe is all," he grins and his ears flop to the right "always my luck aye? beach the size of this and i hit the one rock"

Quickbeak is a tiny thing compared to them, feathers a little ruffled, keeps his eyes on them though, good to be cautious.

Taye keeps a paranoid eye on Quickbeak as well, as he moves over to Quinten's side, crouching down to look at his ankle. "Think you c'n walk?"

Quinten tests his footpaw "I'll be fine Taye" he puts his weight on it and nods "Ya fine" he looks at the bird "Odd place to see a sparrow"

Quickbeak hops back and forth from side to side once, before bobbing his head at them lightly "Sparra goum wherea like"

Taye nods, still looking at Quickbeak curiously. "... Yeah," he agrees. "Um. What's yer name, bird?"

Quinten looks back over idly curling his paws into fists should the bird prove to be unfriendly

Quickbeak bobs his head again with a small chirp "Dis bird beum Quickbeaksparra, comeum froma abbeyhouse, whoum bea hareworms?"

Taye looks surprised, eyebrows going up. "From the abbey, huh? Yer a long ways from home..." Ahem. He glances from the sparrow to Quinten. He nods to the other buck. "This is Quin, 'n' I'm Taye. What brings ya t' the shores?"

Quinten smiles "Yes your a long way from the Abbey Quickbeak uhm sparra" seems he's not got the best grip on this ole sparra language

Howard has disconnected.

Quickbeak beak smiles "Yessum, quickfast fly longa way, comea looksee, watcha worms"

Taye's initial paranoia has given away to amusement. "Oh yeah? Well... we're not all that interestin' t' watch."

Quinten chuckles "You might not be taye but i can be, did you hear what happened to me in the ring the other day?"

Quickbeak shrugs his wing "Notta badworms so allaright"

Taye smirks, glancing at Quinten. "Caught the tail end o' it, actually. Took a nose dive right int' the ground. Ouch," he concludes, wrinkling his nose.

Quinten rubs between his ears adn grumbles "Was Brossarts one two that knocked me senseless...seems i'm not that good in the ring as io thought"

Quickbeak watches the pair for a moment before getting a little distracted by the sand at his claws, digging little groves in it.

Taye shrugs generously. "Looked like you were doin' all right t' me." The distracted sparrow is given another glance. "... So."

Quinten smiles softly "Well i've been practicing alot down there....is something i am good at and Colonel Zoe seems to think it is a good idea" he peers at the sparrow "Can i offer you a drink sparrow?" he holds up a flask

Quickbeak hops forwards once to look the flask over "Howa you getta drink from there?" beaks greatly effect the use of flasks :P

Taye covers up a laugh with a cough, covering his mouth and turning. Ahem. "Good'un, Quin."

Quinten frowns and nudges Taye with his footpaws "Oye no laughing" he digs a small hole and lines it with wax paper and pours in the water "There we are"

Quickbeak would debate the handiness of apparently carrying around wax paper but he's too intent on the water and after a couple of hops to get just the right spot he laps a little up with small pointed tongue.

Taye grins cheekily at Quinten, but doesn't say anything 'til after Quick's drinking. "So what're you doin' out here, Quin'?"

You say, "Running, Darkletts decided i need to shape up so has proscribed me a new schedule....whats this thing called free time? you ever seen it? seems all mine has dried up""

Quickbeak licks the water from the side of his beak and takes that point in time to start straightening out his feathers, let the preening begin!

Taye snickers at Quin's predicament, and shakes his head. "Ya gotta make time, Quin, ya gotta make time."

Quinten watches the sparrow preening "What an odd way to get clean.." he looks at taye and sighs "What time i got double sentry time, all my regular lessons and extra boxing lessons not to mention daily runs"

Quickbeak has his beak to a few wing feathers as Quinten talks, seems to do little in the way of a reaction to the cleaning comment though

Taye grins and reaches around to slap Quin on the back. "See, there's yer free time - daily runs. Everyone loves a good run." The young buck watches the preening process with interest.

Quinten eyes go wide "RUN run....i hate them...look at me coated in sand and dust....fur a mess.....ripe to be chewed out for being in a state when i get back"

Quickbeak looks up at Quinten as he starts on his little running rant, head tilting slightly.

Taye takes a step back, looking surprised. He then looks down at himself. "Ya know... if ya don't roll around in it, the sand doesn't get on ya so much." Ehehe.

Quinten grumbles and pulls on his ears looking frustrated "But i always trip or hit something or get to close to the sea....something always happens"

Quickbeak nods once "Shoulda watchsee wherea going"

Taye can't help but grin at Quickbeak's words. Again. "Quicky's got a point, Quin."

Quinten is trying his best not to break in tears of frustration "I'm trying...i really am but i'm useles.....i'm just no good at it"

Quickbeak shrugs "Gotta three choice, firsta, learna fly, secondum, trya 'gain, lasta, notta go no place"

Taye's lips twitch at Quickbeak's words and before he can stop himself, he burst out laughing. Aww, poor Quinten.

Quinten stares at Quickbeak "I....i have no choice....i want to be ....a patroller" he turns to stare at Taye as he bursts out laughing and shoves away from him and starts to stumble down the shore away from the bird and buck

Quickbeak nods and gives a light chirp "Thata second choice" giving a light flap to head into the air "Keepa try, alla learn muchquickfast"

Awww. Wiping away a couple of happy tears, Taye looks up after the retreating Quinten. "Aww, c'mon Quinten, come back! Yer not useless!"

Quinten ducks his head down and puts on an extra spurt of speed and runs right into the rock from earlier, falling head over heels he lands face down in the snad and just lies there, eyes closed, tears squeezing out the young and clumsy buck mortified

Quickbeak lands again giving light irritated chirps as he picks up the rock in a claw.

Taye winces as Quinten goes down, then jogs the short distance over to him. He drops down onto his knees beside the younger buck, resting a paw on his shoulder. "Quin, mate, ya gotta stop doin' that..." He offers his other paw to help him up.

Quinten accepts the paw and just stands there, front coated in sand and head hanging low "I'm...i'm never going to make it...."

Quickbeak picks up the rock and flies it out a little way to sea where it promptly goes plop into the water before he heads back again.

Taye wraps his arm around the other buck's shoulder and... patpats. The closest that he's going to come to a comforting hug. "I didn't think I was gonna make it eithah. But trust me, ya will." He releases the other buck and steps away, not quite making eye contact to respect the other's dignity.

Quinten wipes his eyes and brushes his tunic clean "I guess....i just got to keep trying..."

Quickbeak flaps his way back and glides overhead looking down at them, not landing just now.

Taye dips his head in a nod of agreement, trying for a grin from the other. "Maybe we could train t'gethah or sommat - maybe help ya out a bit." He shrugs and then turns. "Anyway, I'm gonna head for the mountain... ya comin'?" He then glances up at the hovering bird, curious to see what he's up to.

You say, "Yeah...that'd be nice...i need all the help i can get,..thanks Taye lets go home" he follows the hare eyes forwards on where he is going, will let the older buck deal with the bird"

Sparrow's can't hover full stop, Quick however can circle, which he does before he goes off in the other direction, head for trees, food and a nice branch to perch on.

Taye watches the sparrow fly off before looking back to Quin. "A'right, sounds good." He turns on his heel and starts /walking/ back - for Quin's sake. He's face planted enough today.

Quinten follows Taye and smiles "We can run if you'd rather taye...we'll never get back at this rate" and he starts to jog along

Taye raises a brow as Quinten jogs past, then starts up to jog after him. He comes up level with the other and falls into a steady pace. "As ya wish, I guess."

Quinten smiles at Taye then turns his head to p ay attention "Just gotta concentrate....i'm going to make it i am"

Taye keeps an eye on Quinten's feet instead of his own, in case he should need to warn him of any obstacles. "Honestly, mate. It's easy t' fall on the sands. They're slippery like nothin' else."

Quinten smiles "Oh i was talking in general Taye bt come on lets get back will be supper soon" he puts on an extra burst of speed and runs off ahead

Taye watches Quin sprint ahead, though he himself continues to jog. "Let 'im have the lead," he murmurs to himself, and continues doggedly on.

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