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| Kylethya Quote | Reply | | how to become a sleen trainer (the Courage Scar) posted on: 2/3/2004 9:18:12 PM thinking back to when it started i smile to myself remembering the fear i felt and the troubles i went through to accomplish my goals... but let me start where it all began.... I cant recall wether i was 12 or 13 winters when i first realized that i felt my calling was to train sleen .. brake their will and have them follow my orders....it took another 2 years for me to become confident enough that i had watched the sleen Trainer long enough and was going to use my wit and courage to show him that i already knew what is to do and so i started leaving my parents Wagon at night to spend time witht the herd sleen out in the open .... Having seen the sleen turn towards the Trainer before he was visible gave me the idea that the sleen smelled him before they heard or saw him so i took some of his clothes with me the first time i went out at night....my worries of being torn to pieces by the fierce herd sleen were lesser than the worry of not accomplishing my goal ...which was being a sleen Trainer.... I could hear the sleen before i saw them and what i saw brought all the stories of the sleen back to me ... my heart was racing and before my fear would overcome me i stepped towards the sleen holding the Trainers jacket at arms length before me hoping that his smell and the smell of the fresh meat i had brought along would do... if not this was going to be my last night on the plains.... the sleen growled and i was aware that i could not outrun them should they decide the diner was ready and the diner would be not only the meat i had brought but me as an aditional serving ....as the sleen started circling me sniffing in the air i decided it was time to feed them and threw the meat towards them....they actually were interested more in the meat than me and i was confident that the Trainers jacket and the meat had done the trick. From that night i visited them on a regular basis and i was well aware that the trainers scent would be fading but in the same time they grew more acustomed to my smell... after three weeks i decided it was time and left both home ... the jacket and the snacks ..... when i arrived that night i was sure if they didnt attack me now they had accepted me and i could take it to the next step.... they didnt .... The next nights i started giving them simple orders come here go there and the likes and soon with no help except my harsh voice and a few snacks in the start they started obeying my commands....after a three months of constant work with the herd sleen at night i felt confident and adressed the sleen Trainer .... i will never forget how he roared laughing tears in his eyes his belly vibrating .... and i will never forget his face when the herd sleen came to my feet and layed down at the wink of my hand ....nor will i forget the laughter of the others in Kamp when they beheld the dumbfounded Trainer that got a lil upset and called the slee to him.... but they wouldnt leave my feet ....clicking my tongue i walked towards him the sleen following me like an escort .....with a for the Trainer invisible twist of my hand i sent one of the sleen crouching behind the Trainer... and before he was aware what was going on i gave his chest a hard shove shouting :'' Now i am a sleen Trainer!!!''....I can still see how his face changed expressinons from disbelief to amazement and then to a wide smile and a nod... which look quite stupid to say the truth with him sitting on his ass slapping his thigh roaring a laugh and replying that i was indeed a sleen Trainer.... |