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A reason to fight.....

"That's the point. I'd like to see just how determined you are to accomplish something you set out to do." Zaryn replied, putting a sword around his waist, as he never went anywhere with out one. Grabbing a few supplied, he motioned for to follow before heading for the exit, with them exiting the town and heading for the nearest forest.
 
"Oh... I see. So it's a test you are setting out for me is it? Very well. I accept it and will show you... I can not only complete a challenge but I can shatter your expectations of me as well." As they reached the edge of the wood, Keelia signaled him for quite as she stood there in the wood and listened to the world around her. Closing her eyes, she took in the air, then started to set off in one direction. "You can follow if you like, but be quiet. You will frighten away the prey."
 
"Don't need to tell me." Zaryn whispered. As he said, he was quite the hunter himself. He knew full well what was required for her to catch her prey. So, she didn't have to worry about him messing things up. Though, while the better fighter, this would reveal who the better hunter was, perhaps.
 
Keelia just trusted him to go as he said he would. Her mind could not be on that at the moment. It once more slipped into focusing upon one thing and one thing only. Proving she could be just as could as any man was. She seemed to move with no noise at all. Her step so light upon the ground as she tracked whatever critter it was she had gotten onto the trail to. Her body was graceful as it crept through between bushed and the trees, not ever seeming to touch the things around her as she slipped through with great stealth. At last she stopped and drew and arrow from the quiver, placing it into the bow. Gracefully, she pulled back the string aimed at a bush a distance away... and fired.

Casually, she walked to the the targeted spot and reached into the bush. Her hand came back out again, holding a impressively plump and large hare.
 
"Impressive indeed. Enough for me to admit you're likely more skilled at the hunt than I." said Zaryn with a congratulating whistle.

"I hadn't even spotted the thing, yet you were tracking it the entire time. Your skills are very impressive." he went on, coming to her and examining her kill.
 
"I have passed then?" She asked as she handed the hare to him. He was going to need to hold it if she was going to hunt again. "Or do I need to kill something else to prove myself to you more? Give you a solid feeling about my skills at the hunt?"
 
"They're pretty solid as is, but we'll need more than a hare for dinner tonight. So, you can either continue the hunt and find something bigger, or you could watch me hunt. But, I'm more confident in your hunting skills than I am in my own, so I suggest you continue as you are." Zaryn replied, holding the hare without hesitation. This would likely end up as another "he's so crazy....." moment for her...
 
But for some reason, it didn't. She gave up the kill to him and went about to tracking her next target. She went to some spot on the ground and knelt, running her hands over the earth before look over her shoulder to him, "Would a deer be big enough?" She asked but before he answered, she started off again, much in the same fashion, leading the hunt deeper into the wood until she held up a hand to signal him to stop and wait where she was. She continued a little further, but still in his sight. Slowly, she pulled another arrow from her quiver and loaded the bow once more. Aiming at something, she pulled back and let it fly. A great noise came from the woods nearby and she lightening speed she pulled another arrow, loading and firing again. The movement stilled and she signaled him forward.

There on the ground was a deer, shot dead. Both arrows buried in it's heart. "Hope you can get that back to your place..."
 
Zaryn just grinned at her, kneeling to examine the deer a moment. Then, getting into the right position, he was able to simply sling the thing over his shoulder like a sack.

"Indeed I can......" he replied, holding the hare with one hand, and the deer on his shoulder with the other.

"This should suffice. We should head back then." he told her, turning to head back the way they came. While he spoke nothing of it, this would be an unintentional test of her word. He was unarmed, back to her, hands full. She was a keen shot. One arrow would be all that was needed to end his life and leave her free forever.
 
"Suffice? The two of use can eat for days upon that kill," she spoke a she walked behind him. She gave no sign of even considering the option to kill him right there and then. It would be so very easy to do and yet, she just kept on talking for the time like it was normal. "You have to admit... I did a good job."
 
"Did I not already admit that by saying your skills are better than mine?" Zaryn asked with a smile.

"But, if praise is what you desire, I have no problem giving it with your exceptional performance. So.........you did a very nice job Keelia. You have quite impressed me." he continued, seeing no problem in giving credit where credit was do, even if she was just his slave.
 
"Thank you. Oh... and don't worry. No one will ever know you gave me a pat on the back. The secret is safe with me." By then they had returned to the edge of town and were walking though, catching the eyes of people. The master walking with the kill over his shoulders and the slave holding the weapon. People clearly thought Zaryn to be nuts.
 
"Hehe, then how bout a playful nudge to publicly acknowledge your achievement?" Zaryn replied as they walked through town, before playfully giving her a light nudge with his elbow, making sure not to touch of her rib injuries.
 
She just shook her head. A little nudge would not convince many she had been the one to make the kill. Most likely looked upon them and thought he had done it and since she was such a weak little thing she could not be the good slave and lighten the master's load by carrying it for him. So she carried this weapon for him instead. Soon they were at his home once again. She stepped ahead of him to open the door for him. Not like he could with his current burden on his shoulders.
 
"Go to my weapons room and fetch me a knife." said Zaryn as he came in and set down the two kills. He didn't tell her what kind of knife, as he figured with her hunting skills, she'd likely know what would be best for preparing animals of their sizes.
 
"I'll put the bow and arrows back as well," she tells him as she starts walking towards the room they had been in earlier. After placing it back upon the wall, she looked to his knifes. Picking the two knifes he would need, for the one he would need to use on the deer could never be used to cut up the hare. With the two knives in hand, she went looking for where he had taken the kills to.
 
Zaryn had taken the animals out to his training area, not wishing to get blood and......other things all over the interior of his house. So, it didn't really take long for her to find him.

"Thank you." he said, taking the two knives. He wasted little time in "preparing" the animals for eating. He didn't bother to ask if she had a weak stomach. She was a warrior and a hunter. Blood should be a common sight to her by now.
 
"Welcome," she said as she moved to the side to take a seat for a moment, watching him for a little bit. Not actually moving much, made her ribs remind her how they were still sore. Rising again, she started to walk away, "I am going to get the cream once more... if you don't mine master."
 
"Sure. It's still next to the fire place. Be sure not to use too much. If you do, you'll end up feeling rather........loopy, as if you were drunk." Zaryn explained, glancing at her just a moment before continuing to prepare the animals for eating. Cutting off the prime selections of meat, cleaning them, and so forth to make them suitable to eat.
 
Leaving him to do his work, she returns to where they had sat together the night before. It was indeed there, waiting for her to use it and relieve the tender soreness in her side. She attempted to lift up the tunic to put the cream onto herself, but it was an odd position with the top for well fitted for her. Keelia has no choice but to remove her shirt. There was a slight chill to the room with no fire lit and she shivered as the air hit her cold skin. Topless, she finally started to tend to the wound, rubbing her hand over it and sighing in joy as she let the soft warmth ease that pain once again.
 
"Meats cleaned and preapred........if you want any....." said Zaryn as he came into the room. He wasn't entirely suprised at what he saw.........but it did catch him a tad offguard and he couldn't help but stare, but only for just a moment. Even covered in bruises, her body was a work of art in his eyes.
 
The moment she heard his voice she quickly turned her body, covering it as best she could, even though she know full well he had gotten a pretty good glance at her parts in all their glory before they were shielded again. With one hand over her breasts, she put the tube aside again reached for the tunic to put it on once again. "You did that much faster then I had anticipated you would..." she said as she had to release her breasts to be able to get the tunic on over her head again.
 
"I'm better at preparing the animal, than I am at killing it." Zaryn replied, after clearing his throat. Things weren't likely to get any less akward than this in such situations. They both knew that when she was well enough, he fully planned on getting between her legs, seeing as how he flat out admitted to planing to do so earlier. Still, until that happened, things would be like this.
 
After she settled the tunic back down over herself, her eyes looked to him and then, there was nothing. Silence filled the space and the air around them as they just stood there, both knowing that the situation was very much out of the norm. "It's hard..." she said suddenly, pausing a moment before going on with her thought, "to put words to what this is happening between us. It would be easier if you were more like a regular, dominating male and I more a meek mild woman. But," she shrugged a little, "It's not that simple is it?"
 
"Yea, not that simple in the least. I'm just as surprised with your actions as your are with mine. Looks like this whole situation has turned us both all topsy turvy." Zaryn replied with a light sigh.

"One might suggest we try just making the best of things, but I'm not sure that saying really works in this rather complicated situation." he went on as he came into the room, plopping down on a nearby chair.

((6 pages, and no sexual content. It's a record for us.^_^))
 
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