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Starkly Feathered Contrast
Fri May 26, 2006 10:53
68.11.220.50 (XFF: 172.20.24.56)

Locke felt a small twinge of amusement pass through him, at the idea of anyone having small animals or children stowed away somewhere. What an unlucky day for someone who kept a friendly pet rat around! Though nobody does, I see. How awkward a moment that could have been, without warning. The image of an unhooded hawk noticing a small mammal in someone's shirt pocket was one that was funny, but not funny all at once - the kind of humor Locke appreciated without cynicism, because the cynicism was already present.

Slipping on his glove, a sturdy piece of stitched leather, tressed up nicely and obviously done by the hands of someone of decent craftsmanship, Locke studied Demetri intently. She was an interesting woman - the more she talked, the more he wanted to play stones with her later in the afternoon - a mind was a terrible thing not to explore. Be that as it may, I have to push my curiosities regarding her away for the moment - my attention is required elsewhere.

Cupping his hand in a loosely formed "D", knuckles out, arm slightly tensed to accept the heretofor unknown additional weight of a rather large bird, Locke examined the raptor as it was unhooded. Locke didn't know what kind it was, but it was white. Very, very white. General da'Faile corrected his finger positioning slightly, explaining that his ring finger was a little too far crooked, and a talon might find it, and, at that, moved the hand closer. The bird hopped up in a manner that was almost non chalant.

"....Hi." Locke greeted his new companion awkwardly. The bird looked at him, studying, curious. The resounding message in his eyes was a challenging "who are you, and why are you nervous?" Locke laced the hardy jesses through his fingers as he examined his bird. Upon further explaination of the species of falcons from the instructor, it became obvious that it was a Gyrfalcon. Locke repeated the name - he'd not known any of the derivative types, and as such committed them to memory. It was noted also that the Gyrfalcon was the biggest and strongest - something Locke would've changed. I'm slight of build - I dare say if I have to carry this boy around all day I will lose an arm, and that's just to gravity. The white raptor prrped. Attempting a conversation, Locke replied, "I didn't say you were fat. I just said you were heavy."

"Locke, your turn. What kind of bird do you have, please?"

"A Gyrfalcon is in possession of me, I do believe." Locke almost started to bow, but didn't, figuring that as his center of gravity changed, the bird might flap his wings. I'd rather stay upright and a tad rude than humble and browbeaten by a confused bird. It was, unexpectedly, a very well behaved feathery accessory. He prrped now and again, looking at Locke like he might a tree, and otherwise left the Dedicated rather well alone. I'm blessed with a mild mannered one, thank the Light.

The demonstration of "Here!" being given, it was their turn. Meat was supplied, and one by one, Demetri Sedai took the birds and waited patiently for success. Eventually it was his turn.

"The bird is in possession of you, you said?"

"I'm mildly indifferent to authority, but I know when I'm not in charge, Aes Sedai." The Gyrfalcon on her arm now, he bowed slightly. "I would also apologize for earlier - I meant it to be indicative of an unhurried pursuit of knowledge, rather than flippancy."

"Be quiet and call your bird."

"....here?"

The bird sat, unmoving. Locke crinkled his nose.

"Here!" Two beats of his wings, and the falcon was off. Locke braced his arm to accept the weight, taking in the beauty of the bird in his small flight. The bird adjusted himself a moment, rolling his wings back and forth a moment, before settling in. Locke gave him a piece of meat, something obviously very much appreciated. The Dedicated was becoming a little more at ease, now, though he still knew that if he broke too far out from his shell, he'd probably get taught an entirely new lesson. "How to Stop the Bleeding When a Falcon Shows You He's Mad", a course for the curious by the one-eyed Locke Lemain.

Again, Fatty, which was his name now, was taken. This time, Locke was armed with a nondescript ball of stitched leather attached to a rope. That was the game. Spinning it as Demetri had, Locke wondered how often accidents occurred doing this sort of thing. He called "Here" while the rope was going down, but by the time Fatty had gotten over, a mere split second, it was slightly above and behind Locke's head - the swift attack, a screeching hoot with talons extended - Locke stiffened, expecting perhaps that he'd just as soon land and attack his head as he would the little leather thing. Oddly, he was wrong, but the Aes Sedai still laughed.

"...so my timing was off." Locke forced a smile, letting Fatty climb back onto his hand. "You are a bad bird." Thusly admonished, he received his piece of meat.


  • Falconry Part I: Train the TrainerGeneral Demetri da'Faile Sedai, Green Ajah, Sun May 21 15:18
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    • Starkly Feathered Contrast — Major Locke Lemain, Dedicated, Fri May 26 10:53
    • Falconry Part II: Caring for NestlingsGeneral Demetri da'Faile Sedai, Green Ajah, Fri May 26 08:24
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      • A TwistMajor Locke Lemain, Dedicated, Sun Jun 4 16:12
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        • NosediveMajor Locke Lemain, Dedicated, Fri Jun 9 20:53
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        • HuntingAccepted Celeste Illharess, Sun Jun 4 22:22
          Celeste rifled through the box of gloves. Searching around for one that fit her. It took her awhile to find a left handed glove and longer still to find one that fit perfectly. Being nearly the last... more
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      • Exaggerated CareAccepted Arin Alistaire, Mon May 29 22:55
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      • NestlingsAccepted Celeste Illharess, Fri May 26 18:55
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      • Re: Falconry Part II: Caring for NestlingsRiani Aethan'Tar, Fri May 26 12:11
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    • A Commanding Presence?Accepted Arin Alistaire, Wed May 24 23:13
      Arin gazed levelly at the bird on her wrist, and it looked back at her, its gaze equally commanding. She'd never been this close to one of these birds before – it was an interesting experience, to... more
    • Basic techniqueAccepted Celeste Illharess, Wed May 24 03:40
      It was a short wait for Celeste as Demetri Sedai cleared the last few who had rushed to make it for the lesson. As one of the last to arrive herself, Celeste busied herself studying the glove that... more
    • Training DayTain Aethan'Tar, Tue May 23 00:37
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