Throwing the Book at Us (Tuesday october 15th, 11:30 pm)

[Shaper Jenn]

Chapter 7

 The Betrayal

That night, the pair chanced the deer one last time. It was nearly gone, picked clean by the ravens so that even the snow was white anew.  There was a tidbit of brain left and Hyk snatched it eagerly. But Rax, who was well known for her love of tender meat, bit down onto a rib of the deer and broke it off. 
“What are you doing?” Asked the snake in confusion.
“I don’t know.” Replied the cat, as equally unsure.  
Regardless, the cat would not drop her choice and they hurried along back to their burrow. 
Rax put her bone on the ground before her and stared expectantly at Hyk. 
“What?”
“Aren’t you going to season it?”
“It’s fine the way it is. Eat.” 
“Its gross without the seasoning.” 
Hyk sighed, but wanted to make amends. She slithered out into the forest and at last came upon a blackberry bush, a great favourite. She broke off as many as she liked and brought them back to the cat. She broke a few and slathered the bone with them, then generously left the rest for the cat to eat whole.
But the cat spat and sputtered at the first bite, tongue hanging out. Her whiskers dripped with spittle as her ebony head flew side to side in disgust. 
“If you don’t want it, don’t eat it.” Snapped Hyk, annoyed for her trouble.
After the meal, Rax stared expectantly at Hyk. 
“What?”
“Aren’t you going to ask for a story?” 
“No. I don’t really feel like hearing one.” Said Hyk, who loved stories more than she loved fresh milk. 
Rax sighed, but wanted to make amends.“I’ll make it a new story. Just make yourself comfortable and listen.” 
 She lay quietly for a moment, until she came up with a grand story about an alligator. But halfway through, the snake began to cry in agony, blood dripping from her eyes. 
“If you don’t want to hear it, don’t listen.” snapped Rax, annoyed for her efforts. “You’re so agitating.”
“Not like you’ve tried to be hospitable! I told you last night that if you want spices, find and rub them yourself and you spit my efforts on the snow! I am so sick of how you treat me like a kitchen maid and won’t give me space that I wished last night that you would never taste good food again!” 
“What a cruel creature you are to spit on my hospitality! I told you last night that if you want a story, make one up yourself! I am so sick of how you need me for entertainment and mobility that I wished last night that you would never enjoy a story again!” 
The two then screamed in perfect unison. “A cat and a snake can never be! It is an abomination!” 
And so the two left each other for worlds unknown.