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Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

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Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Sun Jul 10, 2011 6:06 pm

Toward the northernmost outreach of the Arctic's frozen fingers, one or two furs (depending on how you looked at them) trudged through the snow, wearing naught more than a thick woolen coat and matching pants. The borzoi twins, Deré and Izquiér, were out of land, and just about out of rope. Their double-width hood was kept up, hiding their heads and protecting their soft ears from frostbite. As the reached the edge of the icy sea, they stared down from the cliff upon which they stood.

"So here we are at it, Deré. She is the end of her the world. Now what?"
The addressed hung his head. "I say we should for to be takink one of the steps further."
If Izquiér could have left his brother standing there, he would have. He had just about had it. Snarling, he growled, "Look, brother. I agreed to it this trek. 'While we are here, at it the top of the world, why for we should not go see just where she ends?' you said. I said, sure, we shall. Now you are the bringink me here to it the wery edge just for you to be goink on about it again the suicide?"

Silent came the reply. Izquiér felt his brother's leg buckle, suggesting they sit down. Since one body cannot sit and stand at the same time, the right side--the one controlled by Izquiér--obliged, sitting down with their feet dangling over the edge.

"I know what it is that you are the thinkink, and I hawe it none of the answers, brother..." the logical sibling replied, hanging his own head. He was at a loss, given their plight.

"If we jump, we might not even hawe for to drown. The ice at it the bottom, she would kill us f--"
"Shut up!" Izquiér snapped, jerking his head away with such force that the muscle pulled on his brother's neck. "If you hawe nothink of it the constructive words for to say, then please shut it your mouth." Ice crystals formed frozen trails down both brothers' cheeks, one for sorrow, the other for helplessness.

The massive dog sat there, on the edge of Feila. For all their nigh superhuman strength, they combined could not lift the weight from their own hearts. From the back, they looked like little more than one extraordinarily broad-shouldered fur who was talking to himself. The figure's left paw rested on the snow, then tensed as the accompanying side braced itself to push over the edge. Dios, or someone, help them.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Sun Jul 10, 2011 9:20 pm

A grumble came from a mound of snow, some ways away from the brothers. Under it, Gree was waking from his make shift shelter from the storm that had made movement impossible the night before. "Erm?" The snow lifted, falling away from the ice crusted cloak as the arctic hare sat up underneath it. With a groggy swipe of his hand, the hermit pulled the magic cloth aside, revealing his shirtless self. Squinting, icy eyes scanned the snowy horizon, near blinded by the sun reflecting off the white that blanketed the land. "Great, every thing's buried again." He shook the sleep from his body, and stood up, wrapping his windshield back about his form. "Now, if the sun is over there, and it's still morning, then... Is it still morning?" he dragged a snowy paw against his face, groaning at the fact that sleep had left no idea in his head as to time. Gree scanned the horizon again, intent on finding something on the vacant horizon. A gleam of hope crossed his heart when the vague blank lump of something near the cliff's edge caught his straining optics. "Maybe that's a landmark."

Gree pulled his snowy grey cloak tight around his figure, and walked out atop the snow. His specialized feet kept him from sinking into the snow as he walked, silently growing nearer the twins. The closer he came, the more defined the dark shape became, and the words between the two started to reach tall ears. the words, he knew, but they were scattered in a way the hermit had never heard before. 'What strange grammar. Who is he talking to?' Gree thought to himself, creeping closer to the edge. Then he heard the other brother reply, and Gree stopped in his tracks. 'He's talking both sides of the conversation, too?' A shiver ran down his arctic spine, and not from the cold. Suddenly the hermit was reminded why he was a hermit, and found the idea of asking this stranger for the time of day less appealing than it had been moments before. Gree turned around, and as silently as he had approached them, started off.

Gree walked back the way he had come, trying to remember the markers from the night, before the snow made the world the same on all sides. About half way back, matching his foot prints step for step, that a soft little breeze made Gree's ear stalks weave gently, side to side. His thoughts suddenly centered on the figure sitting on the edge of the cliff, and a deep guilt filled his heart. The hermit stopped in his tracks, half turning to look over his shoulder. The feeling of guilt was not alien to him, but it seemed strange that some one so accustomed to being alone would feel them towards a complete stranger atop the ice and snow. A puff of steam whisped out into the crisp air as Gree sighed, and turned around again, making his way towards the cliffs.

The hare pulls his hood up over his ears, shielding himself from the light wind that swept across the snowy land. Eventually Gree came to stand behind the figure sitting on the edge of the cliff. 'What do I say? I don't even know why I came back. I don't know this person, so why do I feel guilty for walking away?' Then the thought crossed his mind, filling it and pushing his questions aside. Gree didn't know why, but it felt right.

"Please, don't jump."

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Wed Jul 13, 2011 10:21 pm

The massive dog jumped at the rabbit's call, startled. Neither of them had heard him come up, and Izquiér was too lost in confusion to realize what his brother was attempting. Thankfully, the hare had startled them enough to halt Deré's subtle push. The dog sat bolt upright. "What you are saying?" Izquiér called.

With their back toward the rabbit, the boys' heads under their hood created two bumps in the fabric. Rational furs merely assumed they were a bull and the bumps were horns until they noticed their paws. Izquiér figured it best to play that up, and his brother caught the sentiment. If Derecho the left-side head simply let Izquierdo do the talking, they stood a chance at being left alone, as long as the rabbit remained behind them. They dug their paws into the snow.

"You scared us--er--me there for it the moment, friend." Izquiér replied, keeping their back toward the stranger. "Thank you for it your concern, though." Deré could restrain himself no longer. After his brother finished, he queried,

"But what is it that you are for to doink all of it the way up here?" Luckily, he had waited for a logical pause to try and keep up the single-fur illusion, but Izquiér still rolled his eyes at such curiosity.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Thu Aug 25, 2011 4:06 pm

A long moment of silence passed between the two figures atop the ice, Gree searching for an answer that would sate the question with out putting himself in the spotlight. There were many reasons he was out here in this white wasteland, alone in almost every meaning of the word. He couldn't simply tell the stranger that he was hiding at the end of the world out of guilt and spite for who he had once been. 'Stop it, you're being an idiot.' Gree shook his head and looked away from the stranger sitting on the edge, looking out over the blue-white horizon. "I live here. It's where I belong. A place where I can be as bitter as the cold, as biting as the wind, and groan like the wind, and the only victim is the reflection in the ice." A warm grin spread over Gree's muzzle, shaking his head. "In short, I'm the hermit on the ice." Quiet foot steps moved the hare about, coming to stand next to the stranger, still looking out at the northern skies. "What about you? I know most of the folks 'round these parts of the world, and don't reck'n I've ever seen some one of your stature any deeper than the southern half of the island. Now, I -know- you didn't come all this way just to jump. There are many easier means to that end." The hermit bent over, balancing on his heels to look down the sheer edge of the icey cliff, smiling at all the times he had sought to become better acquainted with the bottom. "No, to choose such a hard to reach suicide means there's a squabble between the left and the right." He smiled wider, standing up straight and spinning about, almost as if flirting with the ledge, daring it to take him. It doesn't, as the snow hare walks a few steps back away from the stranger. "Means you're fightin' with the idea." It suprised even Gree, as he let out a soft chuckle. "But there are lamer excuses. You could have chosen to be live in the most inhosipitable place in all the world as your cliff."

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Thu Aug 25, 2011 5:13 pm

The body of Deré and Izquiér jumped to sit bolt upright. ...there's a squabble between the left and the right. Both heads thought the same thing so hard that neither would have been surprised should a bolt of lightning have arced between the two. How could this stranger have known about them?

Deré tried to remember every voice they had ever heard and tried to match it with this unseen fur. Being upwind and facing into the sun, they could not even smell who it was, nor see the stranger's shadow. Izquiér racked his brain wondering whom they knew who might have, who could have followed them this far. Both dogs came up with bupkus. Nevertheless, Deré and Izquiér alike both assumed that he knew about them, and they were had.

The twins stood up. "You are him the correct, friend..." Izquiér said, his voice solemn. They turned to face the hare, removing their hood, both sides at the same time.

"...There is it the squabble between us, him the left and him the right," Deré finished in the same tone. They stood before the hermit, the sun sinking low behind their back, their hind paws spread apart like a colossus.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Sat Aug 27, 2011 9:55 pm

A tiny smile slowly curled its way across the rabbit's lips as he heard the stranger agree with what the hermit had said. It was a bit of a victory in his head, but the need to hide the grin crossed him, even though Gree wasn't facing the stranger. His eyes fell on the shadow of the dogs as it stretched out tall under the low angle of the sun, spreading their outline over the slope of the frozen land. Gree slowly turned around, letting the smile come to the surface. At first, all he could see was a dark figure against the bright light of the sun rising behind them. Arctic eyes squint in the blinding light, that smile unfaltering, even as the hermit strained to see this person he hoped to call friend.

The clouds over the horizon slowly moved to block the sun, leaving the world illuminated by reflected light, blue and crisp in the cold northern air. For a moment his eyes stared off into infinity, the shadow of a memory playing before them before the hare blinks his sight into focus. His smile doesn't leave his lips as the hermit looks first to the left, then to the right, giving them both a warm greeting. A sense of understanding came about him, a certain feeling of comradery settling over the image of the two as one. "Do you have a place to stay tonight?" It was probobly foolish of him to assume it, but Gree felt it couldn't be any other way. They were outcasts, just like him, and just like the homeless folk he spent so much time around.

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Sun Aug 28, 2011 9:23 am

Izquiér blinked. This was a first. No shock? No muffled scream? Not even a veiled gasp? Incredible. His jaw slackened, dumbfounded as his head tilted to the side. Deré, however, being the eternal optimist, nearly burst with glee. Their tail wagged ecstatically to the left, as Deré only controlled the left-side muscles. This creature was accepting them on the spot. Inviting them in, even.

"We are for to thankink you wery of it the much for it your hospitality, good mister hare, sir!" he beamed. Looking to his brother, he coughed politely to snap the flabbergasted Izquiér out of it. "Ah yes, many of them the gratefulnesses are to you," Izquiér said with a polite bow of the head.

It was as he pulled his head up that Izquiér noticed the hare squinting. Could he actually see them properly? Izquiér hoped so. He also noticed when the hermit looked dreamily into the distance. Helpful, pious clergy mode kicked into gear.

"You seem for to be carryink much of it the load on your heart, friend the snow hare. If you hawe it anythink that you would care for to release from it your soul, we are the...well, not the priest, but, uh...Deré?"

"The good listeners, and the good keepers of them the secrets, and my brother, Izquierdar, he is the wise, learn-ed scholar."

"Yes, we are the that." Izquiér chuckled, offering a paw—one backed by muscles as hard and tough as the frozen earth, yet as gentle as late autumn flurries. "Him the bright, smilink one, is him my other half, Derechar." Deré smiled even wider, the warmth in his face threatening to melt the ice upon which they stood.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Sun Aug 28, 2011 4:02 pm

It might not have surprised the duo so much if they could see into Gree's past. He had been humbled by a few powerful events that had left him in his current state, alone at the top of the world. The memories haunted him, never letting him forget why he was the ice hermit, why the ice was the only thing he could rely on. Gree couldn't help but grin when he saw the tail wagging, a warmth spreading behind the snow white fur that kept his face from being bitten by the frost.

"You seem for to be carryink much of it the load on your heart..."

The memories bit at the back of his mind, and Gree's face softened at the mention. To the twins it would look like the hermit had just been struck dumb, his smile slowly melting to a confused twist of the muzzle, his eyes wandering down to the massive paw before him. In an instant he snapped to, and his small padless hand came to meet the goliath paw. A reassuring smile forced its way to the surface as Gree tilted his head to look from one face to the other. "Please, let me give you a warm place to call home for the duration of your stay here, at the top of the world." Behind shimmering pools of silver, reflecting the cold world and the warm figure before him, a glint of emotion sparkled. "We can talk on the way, about you, about me, about this place, anything you choose."

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Sun Aug 28, 2011 8:51 pm

Izquiér smiled as he took the small, fluffy paw and gave it a shake. A product of hard work and intense training, the twins' physique was positively Olympic: long arms and legs, rippling but not grotesque with lean muscles, and a chest and shoulders that spanned a yard across. Even so, the staggering power pent up in their athletic body was under complete control. Said control was reflected in the paw shake that was certainly not a dead fish, but neither was it a brutal wrenching as one might expect. What Gree received was sturdy, yet easy and friendly.

After the hare was released, Deré drew their left arm across the middle of their abdomen, and his other half allowed a polite bow. Now their tail was wagging both ways in a moderately pleased fashion. "Again, we are the thankful for it your offer, and with the great gratitude we accept, but only if we will be able for to repay you for them your kindnesses."

A chilly gust blew across both faces, reminding them of their exposure and the long, cold trek they had just completed. "Let us for to be wastink no more of it the time, yes?" Izquiér stated, rather than asked. He put their best paw forward, then both twins gave Gree a questioning look, waiting for him to lead on.

"Oh, and for the sake of it the knowink," Deré queried, "what it is your name?"
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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Sun Aug 28, 2011 10:09 pm

The handshake's strength and reserve did not go unnoticed. It painted a picture of a survivor for Gree, but he didn't need the handshake to see that. 'They must have a tapestry of scars beneath those clothes...' Gree shook the thought from his head and kept his smile about him, letting shaggy hand float back to his side. At Izquier's request, the hermit turned about, and started walking down the slope. Now that he had seen the sun rising over the cliffs, he knew exactly how to get home. At first, Gree didn't answer what his name was. He was afraid on some minute level that when they heard it, they might know, just by chance. It wouldn't be the first thing today that seemed to be divine intervention in the making.

"A keeper of secrets," Gree whispered to himself with a grin. "My name is Gree!" He called it out over his shoulder, grinning like a fool as he started to jump and slide across the surface of the snow, almost skiing with his wide, long feet. "Come on! I live only 'bout a mile from here!" In truth it was a little farther, but it was all down hill from the cliff's edge. If some one were to tumble down the slope, mixed with some frantic, angry running, one might just stumble on the hermit's home. It'd take alot for him to confess that, though.

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:14 pm

The name Gree had been recorded by Izquiér, but no sooner had it been than this Gree has taken off down the slopes. The dogs look at one another, then take off after him. Had this been level ground, catching up would have been little trouble for them. However, the path that the hermit was leading them on was a sharp downward incline. As they lost footing, the dogs turned their torso and oriented their body to almost lay against the slope. This turned their walk into a slide, using the sides of their leather boots as to scrape along the white surface. Deré dug his gloved paw into the snow to control their speed and direction, while Izquiér stretched his out before them for balance. It is not a graceful descent, but it provides motion without giving either of the twins a face full of snow. They follow the hare as best they can, not entirely sure how they will brake, but that is a problem that Izquiér can figure out as they go.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Ziger » Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:35 pm

'How foolish am I? I've only met this pair, and I'm already taking them at their word, grinning and playing like a child!' The survivor half of Gree's mind would not allow the hare to accept them as easily as his heart had. 'How many times have I been deceived by `hungry wanderers`? How many scars do I wear for extending a helping hand?' The hermit glides across the surface of the snow as he reaches the bottom of the hill, slowing himself some before turning about to see just how far back the pair had been left. Arctic eyes pan slowly up the hill, admiring the trail left in the snow by long feet. It brought a bit of a proud grin to Gree's face, knowing he had such command over his own body, and the elements around him. That grin turned into a full smile when he saw the pair grinding down the hill, leaving a deep gouge in the hill side.

Even with the heavy thoughts of treachery in his mind, some how, simply seeing the duo inspired a feeling of comradery in his frozen heart. A reason could most likely be found, but for now, his sense of trust in the brothers was rather unexplainable. It was inspiring for the hare that had lived alone for so long; to think that after so many years of pushing society and people away, his instincts could tell him more than to avoid some one. With a few easy steps, Gree places himself in the way oncoming truck of canines, leaning down so that when they reached the bottom he could catch them, slide with them, and then apply extra friction to help them slow down.

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Re: Hare on Twin Ice (Ziger)

Post by Larcen » Thu Mar 14, 2013 2:41 pm

As the boys slid down the hill, Izquiér calculated the best means of braking. Meanwhile, Deré, at the rear, began to realize how much fun sliding in the snow could be. Now to get his brother to accept this as a viable method of transportation.

Their acquaintance stopped at the bottom and stood in front of them, having left them in the powder earlier. Both brothers yelped in harmony, fearful the bunny would get plowed. Inter-twin communication registered the appropriate reaction. Izquiér swung their torso to lie back against the slope. The dogs' legs spread as all four paws dug in, hand and foot, gouging four ruts in the smooth snow. The descent was slowed, but not stopped. Deré and Izquiér glanced at each other before bracing for impact and asking forgiveness for what was assuredly about to befall the unfortunate Gree.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." --Groucho Marx

You say 'fundamentalist' like it's a bad thing. X3

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