Monster Hunster Stories Snippets 1

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Announcement:blog shift

Hey! So, just wanted to let anyone interested in this blog to know that I have just made a Primary version of this blog! It has the same exact name this blog once had, I just added ‘1′ to the one making this post right now. 

(Basically, I changed my mind about doing snippets as a side blog)

So, I will be moving posts from this blog to the main blog and I will no longer be posting on this one. For anyone who made requests before this Announcement post: don’t worry. I’ll finish and post the snippets on the main blog.

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Thanks for your time!

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Hello! I would like to request a snippet. I hope I'm doing this right. Okay so a snippet for monster hunter stories 2 please: Rider and Kyle being buddies for a little time and walking around together searching monsters. Then the rider pushes Kyle out of the way from a sudden monster's attack Kyle didn’t see coming and the rider is getting hurt instead. Kyle is not understanding why the rider did it since he thought the rider didn’t like him and confronts them about it. Turns out the rider cares more about him than he originally thought. Ah sorry for my English and if its too confusing or too long you can just ignore it. Have a great day/night!

Gotta say, Kyle is a fun character to write! I hope you enjoy the snippet!

This takes place a little bit after the joint fight against the rage-rayed mizutsune.

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Kyle trekked through Pomore Garden with his scoutflies out as the sun was beginning to set into the horizon. In a forest like this it was beautiful… and incredibly dangerous. If it wasn’t for the fact that this menace only came out during dusk and night, they wouldn’t even be out in the garden right now.

He kept glancing around for any sign of a major fight or hunt- anything that might indicate the presence of a highly agitated monster. So far, nothing turned up. No scratches on trees, disturbed dirt or leftovers of a meal.

They were probably in the wrong place. Just their luck.

His partner, Altair, wasn’t having much luck either, even with the help of her mizutsune- a native to the area. Kyle could see them in the corner of his eye- the serpent like monster sniffing the air to no avail.

Carding his hand through his hair, he wondered how long it would take to find this one.“Hey, Altair, did you find anything?” He called out.

She smiles, nodded, and gracefully dismounted from her Monstie to make her way over her to him. Altair showed him a tuft of green fur and raised her hand for him take it. The fur was coarse and wiry against his skin.

“Well.” Kyle started, "More likely than not, we’re probably looking at a-“ He cut himself off at the slight alarm worn on Altair’s face. She roughly tackled him and pulled him back before he could ask if she saw something.

The sound of a strong impact against the ground made him look to where he just stood. Kyle pushed Altair away to access the situation and draw his bow.

It was too dark to make out concrete details, but he didn’t need much light to guess what monster then were dealing with. The crimson eyes staring back in the dark told him enough.

“A green nargacuga…” The rider murmured from the side.

Kyle took aim for the eyes and fired while his partner charged forward with her mizutsune. With a battle cry, the green nargacuga aimed to return the favor.

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They realized after defeating that green nargacuga, that traveling through the Garden at night might not be the best idea, so they set up camp. It was while they were eating dinner that Kyle thought back to how Altair had pushed him out of the way of that monster. It was a reckless!

He looked across the campfire to see Altair finishing off most of her rations, without a thought in the world.

Setting down his own rations, he asked, “So, I wanted to ask. Why did you push me out of the way from the nargacuta? I- you didn’t need to.” He glanced away for a moment, but Kyle almost regretted looking at her again.

Altair was staring him down and her mizutsune from behind watched him too, reacting to her rider. She sighed with eyebrows raised up as if to ask back ‘really?’ Clearing her throat, she softly explained, “We, we’re friends now, right? We work together and help each other.”

Sputtering, he replied, “Yeah but-! I was cruel to you and Ratha! Surely you’d have resent against me for that…”

“Even if I did,” She said, her expression smoothing into something softer, “I still would have done it. You’ve only done what you thought was right.”

Oh… Kyle pursed his lips and looked into the fire. Maybe he still had much to learn from here on out.

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I absolutely loved the first snippet you posted! <3 if you're cool with it, I'd love to see some content about Kyle being forced to cuddle with Ratha to survive Loloska's harsh climate but ofc only if you're up to it! <3

Hey! This request was really interesting and I think I got a little carried away? I think it turned out pretty well though. Hope you enjoy it!

If you're wondering, this takes place a little after the main story.

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Kyle sat on the hard floor of the ice cave with his back against the wall and his eyes facing forward. He had set his bow and arrow poised on his lap, in a half-drawn measure. His scoutflies, locked in their cage for warmth, were the only source of light against the dark. Despite the ice surrounding him, the Mist kept him warm.

A part of him knew being so… Tense wasn’t smart in a situation like this. Kyle wasn’t preserving his energy. Yet any attempt of slowing his breathing down to something calmer was, very, very difficult. Perhaps he was just being foolish, after all, this was by no means a normal monster he was sharing the cave with.

Then again, if his Rider was here, then maybe he could just relax. For all that he learned about kinship, he’d never been with Ratha without his Rider. But in a bout of misfortune, they had separated in the snowstorm. (He hoped they were safe with Tsukino.)

So, Kyle kept his bow ready as he stared into the darkness. If he really focused, he could just hear it’s breathing and make out an outline of the orange and cream wing belonging to the Rathalos.

Shuddering, he felt the freezing cold trying to close around him again. He quickly let go of his bow, just for a moment, to shuffle through his bag for another vial of Hot Mist.

Except that was the last one..! Kyle sharply inhaled and then coughed at the drastic temperature change. He did his best to muffle himself with his hand, but that didn’t save him from the Rathalos’ astute hearing. He could feel his steps against the floor as Ratha shifted in the shadows.

Maybe it wasn’t his coughing that drew Ratha closer but instead his sudden shivering. His armor, though impressive for a young Hunter like himself, wasn’t made for the cold. At all. He thought he had packed enough of that Mist.

There was no way he could put up any meaningful fight against Ratha at this point if it came to that, he needed to leave. Where to though? The snowstorm was still raging on, of that was sure of. There was nowhere to go.

Before he could decide to make a move, Ratha was already right in front of him, clearly visible in the dim light. Kyle leaned back and stilled his hand over his arrow which had been pushed to the side.

The monster leaned even closer and as gently as a Rathalos possibly could, latched on to his Zingore armor. He flinched as he was dragged onto the floor and away from the wall. From there, Ratha slowly circled him before slumping down onto the floor with him, and then extended his wing to fall over Kyle.

So there Kyle laid, cradled by a Rathalos, warm and-

Oh..

He was being kept warm.

Maybe… Maybe he really had been foolish. Perhaps he really was overreacting for once.

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First Bond

Altair thought back to how those hunters reacted to the Rider way of life. Their surprise, disbelief and… disgust? It didn’t make sense at first, why they’d react in such a way… Until she asked an elder about it.

She, the elder, said that Hunter probably didn’t think about the reasons we live like this. That they didn’t think about how deeply we cared for our Monsties, and how we co-exist with the wild Monsters.

‘How deeply we care for Monsties’, huh? Altair supposed that was somewhat fair. Even in Rider villages, the weight of a bond isn’t fully understood until you are bound with your first Monstie. She recalled how she first hatched Axel.

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Chief Omna danced and spoke in verses as she watched from the mouth of the dark tunnel that led her to the Hall of Rites. Back then she though it almost funny, until Dan hushed anything she could have said. Right! Right… This was the ceremony after all.

She remembered the red and blue banners that danced with the breeze and the colorful egg-shaped rocks illuminated by torches that connected into a circle. In the center of this cave, draped in similar banners hung upon its roof made of hay, was the alter.

Upon the alter was what she recalled most vividly, the blue egg that sported large orange spots, gently reflecting the light that peeked through.

With measured steps on the stone platform, she approached the alter with her kinship stone warm against the back of her hand. The breeze was stronger here, where the wind entered the cave from above. Chief Omna preached in his rhymes and verses, Dan cheered her on, and she was just in front of the egg.

She sucked in a breath; this was it. After all these years it was her turn to introduce the world to her Monstie. She could do this; she’s prepared for this!

So, she raised her kinship to the sky, and its glow shone upon the egg. It was almost as if her stone had brought her egg to life, as she watched on awestruck at how it animatedly chipped away at the shell and…

Oh.

Oh.

How... would she describe this? She felt it, this bond, as talons scraped against the eggshell and her fingers tingled. How it almost felt like there was a second pair of lungs overlapping hers, out of sync and… And…

He was so small.

Vibrant orange greeted her first, until the shell fell away to reveal blue and black stripes that decorated his back. Talons pawed at her as he shakily took their first steps.

She decided then, that ‘Axel’ would suit him just fine.

She didn’t think he’s so small as to be worrying but… It made her wonder how velocidrome grew to be as big as they were. She cupped the side of his head and felt his weight lean into it.

Chief Omna and Dan congratulated her, and they watched as her Monstie try to march forward. They were still just a bit too young to walk for long though, so she carried him out into sunlight in her arms.