Humming and tapping every now and then I followed the orc and as I got a little bit bored, I observed him at the same time: Tough body, coarse neck, not very pretty - but probably a good warrior... What had been the bond between orcs and werewolves? Ah, probably the way they moved: silently, elegant, used to prey upon victims... carnivorous... predators.
"Do you like the moon?"
The orc stiffened. I tried again:
"You like moon?" Pointing up to the planet.
"Moon... <grunt>... Moon give magic, moon mighty... orc moon." He scratched his head, shook it and gave me an quizzical look. "You witch, you make black moon magic?"
"No. But there has been a bond between you and the werewolves, so I was trying to find ..."
[color:"yellow"]"YOU SPY! ARGH!"[/color]
He made a jump into my direction.
Uhoh, concentrate, Kiya, I held up the crystal, let the moonrays sink into it and hummed again, standing silently and (hopefully) relaxed.
"ORC! Look at me, I'm weak, unarmed and no one is behind me - so what's the fuss? Use your brains, for Orcmoon's sake!"
"You... witch, me...[color:"red"] KILL YOU!"[/color]
He tried to raise his axe hand, but my music was stronger... is it really so easy? Fear crept into his face, so I hummed the tune of peace, tapped my crystal, let it dangle...
"Orc, why do you think I'm a spy?"
"You like wolf... wolf enemy... killed young one. Me kill wolf and his young ones!"
His face saddened, I listened on. I saw his expression change again, from sorrow to pride and the lust of fulfilled revenge - then sorrow came back.
