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The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.
It's not like they were silent. Though for a group as large as theirs the footfalls had been amazingly quiet. There was still the rattle of weapons to give them away.
Apparently none of that disturbed the sleeping figures. The young green was nestled in Perdicus' arms, slobbering lightly upon the man's shoulder. Perdicus didn't mind. He was as oblivious as the rest of them.
Marcus was the only one who was semi awake. He'd managed to stand up, his sword wavering, when he saw the first Tartaran, but the light of the torch had revealed the Amazon trappings. Melosa's familiar grin had reassured him. He let the women in to claim their own.
There was some shifting about. The cavern Marcus had selected for their "campsite," was a small space, with no obvious entry way save for the exit at the. . .he had no idea what direction it was. But it was there. Only one. It had been perfect and though they'd not lit a fire, it had been relatively warm with their cumulative body heat. Especially, since it seemed that Tartaran's temperature ran higher than an Elysian's.
He was extremely glad they'd chosen to stop. Especially when he was informed that he wasn't that far from the second level exit. The mother's drifted between irked that they'd traveled so far and nodding appreciation of the inobvious site he'd selected.
The kids had just enough rest to be cranky. Perdicus' little friend cried and clinged to him, until he realized it was his mother and he was being offered a meal. Then, after the fickle manner of the hungry, he turned from the human who'd guarded him and began to suckle happily. Perdicus really didn't think about it until later, when he realized how mundane a moment that had been.
Fortunately for the children, they didn't have to walk. Not even the sweet female who'd led the way. She was scooped into her mother's arms and was soon sleeping to the gentle pace the Amazon set. Marcus would never have believed the tenderness of the expressions, had he not seen it. These children were well loved.
The mothers didn't wish their children to be this close to the next level, though the hunters kept it fairly clear from vermin. Those young one's were quickly gathered and the Elysians and only a few Tartaran's found themselves alone.
Melosa made the decision, though not before pulling the village cheiftess to the side. They would stay the rest of the night in the relative protection of the cavern, then travel on.
She told the big woman something so astounding that the Tartaran gasped. The Queen's grasp was strong and her eyes deeply searching. "Will you do it?" she asked the chieftess.
There was a nod, then a slow slow smile. "We'll see to it." The chieftess turned and looked at the tribemates then at Melosa, "If what you say is true, We'll expect you back for celebration."
Melosa grinned, "We'll be there." They clasped forearms.
"Call upon us if you need us. Izzy know's the way, and Penho." Melosa agreed and thanked the tall horned woman. "We are sisters. I'd expect the same of you."
"You would recieve it," was Melosa's simple answer. It was more true than the queen would have supposed.
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These pages were last updated: February 23, 1998
İFebruary1998