Well, been a while. First fic: mild success. Second one: horrible failure. Way I look at it, from a mathematical standpoint, this one should be almost maybe half-decent. It could happen. But in case it starts to nosedive, I'd like a few suggestions. These will be taken into consideration, and if I think they're good, I'll put them into effect. Kay? Kay.
Tak was hunting. He risked a peek over the top of the rotting log that was hiding him, and saw his quarry: a
kiradani beast had wandered out of the deep jungle in search of a food less taxing to reach than the fruits of the high canopy: grass. More fortunate for Tak was the fact that the kiradani, a tree-climber by nature, was ill-fit for grazing, and was blind when bending down to eat.
Fool, Tak thought. He grinned to himself and slid past the tree. He now began slithering like a snake, arms and legs tucked back, through the tall grass of the small clearing where the creature was idly grazing. Finally, when he was within twenty feet of the lumbering giant, he drew his legs up under his body, tensed, and pounced.
Before the creature knew what was happening, Tak had landed on it's head and wrapped his long, serpentine tail around it's torso, between the top and middle sets of arms. But before he could plunge his dagger into the urcine face, the kiradani swung one of it's great, sloth-like hands and knocked him through the air. He landed fifteen feet away in a nettle patch, with two tufts of green-brown fur in his clawed hands, and six-inch-long nettles sticking out of his reptilian skin. He shook the poisonous spines off like so many stiff hairs, for they had not come close to piercing his tough hide, and dashed at the eight-limbed giant.
The kiradani let out a mighty roar and charged in a clumsy yet incredibly fast and powerful run, like a giant keg of gunpowder rolling down a mountain with the fuse lit. Just as the monster came close enough to use his powerful, claw-adorned arms, Tak jumped clear over it's head and delivered a bone-shattering mule kick to it's back.
Being branch-swingers, kiradani are exceptionally light for their size, about the same weight as Tak, who was about half the size. However, the sheer muscle-power is enough to compensate for this: a single kiradani moving at top speed can smash through three consecutive brick walls. With the added boost of Tak's kick, well, you get the idea.
Tak found the beast unconscious at the end of a long line of wreckage in which he counted at least ten trees and countless bushes and shrubs snapped, flattened, or otherwise obliterated. He killed it with a hunting knife, then tied a rope around it's feet and began dragging it back the way he had come.
Well, I thought that one was pretty good. Now no suggestions yet, I'm just getting into it, introducing Tak and whatnot, but I'll gladly take the praise, money, et cetera. And don't judge the story yet, it's not about Tak hunting! There will be a very cool and complex plot involving aliens, war, and... well, just look at the title!
