– Beast –
Beast hadn’t realized he was neglecting Amara as he hopped after Jazz, he was so easily lead sometimes he forgot he was supposed to be responsible. It was incredibly rare for him to get the chance to be care-free; since the pokepups had decided to latch onto him he had learnt to suppress his inner cub to look after them. He glanced over his shoulder noticing Amara was trailing behind he felt his ears droop, looking back at Jazz for a moment he flicked his tail before trotting back down to the young water pokemon, coming to walk beside her. “What’s up?” He asked the young pokemon with a soft rumble as he padded beside her, offering her a beastly smile. “Do you not want to play up front with Jazz and Spike?” He queried, one of his slender ears focused on her and the other on the pair in front of him as he listened to Jazz explain tracking at the same time he could easily take in both conversations.
I should be better at tracking...maybe Luke can find someone to look after the cubs some time so I can get some practice in He wondered as he waited for Amara’s answer, making sure his attention was mainly focused on her, his ears flicked back at the mention of a bad tempered Scolipede being nearby, it made his hackles fluff slightly he hoped the cubs didn’t run into it before they got to them.
With that his attention was pulled by the distant hum of voices, he stopped walking to rear up on his back legs doubling his normal height as he sniffed at the air and looked in the direction of the voices. “J-jazz?” Beast stuttered, inwardly grumbling at his inability to keep his voice steady, he couldn’t quite bring himself to say much else remaining on his hind legs he waved his paw in the direction ahead of them indicating where he was sure the ‘missing’ group of adventurers were.
–Bam-bam –
Bam-bam couldn’t stop herself from bouncing on the spot, she found Max’s mumble odd...he must have known she was nearly as impatient as Akira. She looked as if she was literally about to burst as he mused about what game to play, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, holding her bone in front of her. She perked up when he spoke again, her eyes widening as she gripped the tip of her skull helm shifting it forward so she could see better as she watched the elder pokemon with a mixture of awe and excitement. She hopped closer to him as he pulled over three makeshift cups, plonking her butt down in front of him her tiny tail had begun to wag creating a rounded triangle shape in the dirt as it kicked up small waves of dust. Max had successfully pulled her complete attention so she was already watching him carefully when he instructed her too, her eyes narrowing marginally as she frowned at the pea that had come out of the Rindo berry.
“OK I’m watching!” She chimed looking at the cups intently her tongue poked out the side of her mouth as she tried her hardest to concentrate which cup was the right one, but the speed the elder pokemon moved at was almost impossible for her to follow which predictably annoyed her but she wasn’t prepared to lose the game, the little Cubone was a very sore loser. She listened to what Max said her ears pricking up at the offer of information...if there was something she loved more than anything it was information, well almost more than anything she also rather liked to talk about herself.
What bothered her was the way Max had said ‘no lying’ Hmph I never lie The Cubone arrogantly thought, she’d been lying to herself for so long she was at the stage she near enough believed that. “I know where it is don’t worry, this is an easy game” She replied indignantly to the elder pokemon as she looked down at the cups masking her sudden anxiety as her eyes grazed the makeshift cups in front of her...she hadn’t the foggiest idea where it was but she confidently tapped the middle cup very lightly with her bone club, adopting a smug expression.
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FffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuMounted team have puppies! Say whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa xDD
You are beyond awesome :P Those puppies are so cute!! xD ...can't wait to post now ^^'
Mounted Team for the win xD
- Little Feather -
Little Feather had been toying with the idea of seeking out a companion to explore with the prospect of being around another person was strangely...exciting at this moment. Her only issue was every time she tried to decide on who to ask, her own suspicious thoughts talked her out of it. “Dragonfly, who to ask?” She murmured to the spirit animal as he flittered around in front of her casting his light on the grass beneath her feet. She shivered involuntarily as she felt something brush against her neck, beneath her hair, she barely had time to process this however as something slammed into her shoulders sending her forward onto her knees without warning. Dragonfly flashed in alert whirling over to her side he spun circles around her head, until she got back to her feet. “What was that?” She asked him, turning around to see what had pushed her.
She barely had time to register her surroundings before an invisible weight fell on her shoulders she gasped in surprise, bowing her head as something flicked her forehead she swung her hand up trying to swat away whatever was there.
She missed of course, shivering a second time as another unpleasant sensation tickled the back of her neck. She was completely thrown by the entire ordeal, her suspicious instantly jumping to the conclusion that malevolent spirits were after her. She hadn’t been expecting the side swept kick it literally took her feet out from under her, causing her to fall back onto the ground with a heavy thump and small exclamation of pain. Dragonfly flashed again, his color shifting to that of a warning red as he fluttered by Little feather’s side. “I’m OK” She wheezed at the concerned animal, pulling herself upright as fear rose up inside of her threatening to override her unnatural excitement but feeding her suspicion. “...maybe we should go back inside” She suggested to the dragonfly as he buzzed beside her, she reached round to rub her back.
Before the Lakota could retreat from the trickster pair however she was suddenly set upon by a mob of crows, she released a high pitched scream lifting her arms to cover her head as she crouched low to the ground feeling their claws graze her skin as they spiraled around her cawing at her. Her fear truly piqued as Dragonfly fled the birds heading for the safety of the cabins and leaving the young woman to the mercy of the darkness...she hated the darkness, by now all traces of excitement had been beaten out of her. Once the crows had gone she stood up shakily hugging herself tightly, she looked in the direction Dragonfly had gone and back at the door leading into the lounge. She had just taken a step towards the lounge when a raccoon carcass was thrust in front of her pulling another girlish scream from her lips, feeling a strange flood of warm air by her ear she flinched away from it spinning on the spot as the carcass hit the floor she blindly bolted from the clearing diving into the woods in an attempt to escape what she suspected to be evil spirits.
She couldn’t see a thing in the darkness as she stumbled between the trees encased in a bubble of fear without the aid of the trickster pairing her mind gave shape to the shadows surrounding her, monsters that weren’t really there clawed at her as she ran, clawed hands scraped at her skin as she passed by the trees when in reality she had passed to close to the shrubbery surrounding them. She only stopped running when she eventually looped her foot under a tree root which wasn’t cliche at all she broke her fall with her arms barely stopping herself from going down face first, she scraped her elbows on the hard roots of one of the trees. Her breath left her in ragged gasps as she sat back up pushing her long hair off of her face. She stayed where she was, the weight of her fear glued her to the spot. Before she hit full blown panic her trusty light source zipped his way through the trees coming to rest beside her sheepishly, she breathed a sigh of relief lifting a shaking hand to her head...her next problem was now she was pretty sure she was lost and she couldn’t be sure she’d outrun those troublesome spirits.
- Mercy -
Mercy felt her stomach sink as Zivon tried to stop himself from crying, she was struggling to resist the urge to comfort him she was generally good at that kind of thing with the right words on her lips and a gentle attitude. However her instincts told her it wouldn’t be as simple with the boy before her, he seemed so nervous one wrong move could crumple whatever confidence he already had. Her forehead had creased with concern as she settled her dark blue eyes on him, careful to avoid his eye if he willed it. She felt a wave of sympathy pass through her as Zivon gave her a weak and broken smile, it really tugged at her heart strings as if they weren’t damaged enough.
She smiled warmly at Zivon her eyes taking in his appearance he clearly wasn’t ok. “Don’t take this the wrong way but you really don’t look OK honey” She murmured, amusement briefly entering her expression as she heard the young boys stomach rumble at her suggestion about getting some food. “Well that answers that you simply must come with us to grab something to eat” She smiled at Zivon the concern leaving her expression as she got to her feet and turned to Darwin.
Mercy was relieved to see Darwin’s grin return, it was unsettling how much she had grown accustomed to his jovial disposition. She tilted her head to the side as he looked down at his sneakers the happy glow having left his face again, a look of concern crossed her face she was starting to worry about him now. She offered him an encouraging smile as he turned to her. “Trust me there will be” She assured him before he turned to the blonde girl beside him, she ran her fingers into her hair idly waiting for Darwin to make a decision though she rolled her eyes as he grumbled about Seven. “Darwin...Seven hasn’t really done anything bad enough to warrant that reaction, remember he didn’t know who had the numbers he picked” She gently chastised the unicorn, reaching over to poke him in the side playfully. “It’s not bad at all, come on cheer up. You’re still as awesome as you were before” She winked at him, smiling encouragingly before she turned back to the others.
“I think we can get some food from-“ Before she could finish however Zivons ankle gave out on him, Mercy inhaled sharply as she lurched towards him crouching in front of him as he landed with a soft thump. Before she could ask him anything she noticed the blonde girl was crawling towards Zivon, she raised an eyebrow at her as she gave him a gentle smile and greeted him wondering what she was up to. “I’m just going to take a look at your ankle ok Zivon” She murmured gently to the boy reaching over she moved his hand away from the swollen ankle, taking a quick look at it before she lifted her gaze to scan the room in search of Little Feather. She was aware of the Lakota’s ability to heal...she felt a little disappointed that she wasn’t still in the room it left her one option. She blinked as the blonde girl passed her a first aid kit, she took it gratefully placing it beside her...she was going to need that in a minute without a doubt. “Thank you” She smiled at the girl, she really needed to learn her name.
“OK, I can fix this just relax, I promise you this won’t hurt a bit” She assured Zivon holding her hands above his wounded ankle they begun to glow dimly with a soft white light, a slight tinkling noise filled the air as Zivon’s pain seemed to fade away, literally draining from his body even his weariness would have ebbed away replaced with a sense of refreshment. Mercy managed to stop herself from wincing as she transferred over his injuries she had luckily got down on her knees as she felt pain course through her ankle, she smiled reassuringly at the boy as the light in her hands faded away and she sat back, the slightest bit of tension rising in her spine. “All done, how so you feel?” She asked him, resting her hands in her lap. “If you’re feeling better how about you three go ahead to the restaurant, I just need to put this first aid kit back and I’ll follow you” She suggested looking at the holographic girl, the blonde one and Zivon as she gripped the first aid kit tightly in her hands giving them no reason to believe she was in any pain, though she had deliberately not looked at Darwin. She half expected the unicorn to bounce off with the others if they went, though a part of her hoped he’d wait...she wasn’t sure she was going to be able to get up on her own.
Little Feather had been toying with the idea of seeking out a companion to explore with the prospect of being around another person was strangely...exciting at this moment. Her only issue was every time she tried to decide on who to ask, her own suspicious thoughts talked her out of it. “Dragonfly, who to ask?” She murmured to the spirit animal as he flittered around in front of her casting his light on the grass beneath her feet. She shivered involuntarily as she felt something brush against her neck, beneath her hair, she barely had time to process this however as something slammed into her shoulders sending her forward onto her knees without warning. Dragonfly flashed in alert whirling over to her side he spun circles around her head, until she got back to her feet. “What was that?” She asked him, turning around to see what had pushed her.
She barely had time to register her surroundings before an invisible weight fell on her shoulders she gasped in surprise, bowing her head as something flicked her forehead she swung her hand up trying to swat away whatever was there.
She missed of course, shivering a second time as another unpleasant sensation tickled the back of her neck. She was completely thrown by the entire ordeal, her suspicious instantly jumping to the conclusion that malevolent spirits were after her. She hadn’t been expecting the side swept kick it literally took her feet out from under her, causing her to fall back onto the ground with a heavy thump and small exclamation of pain. Dragonfly flashed again, his color shifting to that of a warning red as he fluttered by Little feather’s side. “I’m OK” She wheezed at the concerned animal, pulling herself upright as fear rose up inside of her threatening to override her unnatural excitement but feeding her suspicion. “...maybe we should go back inside” She suggested to the dragonfly as he buzzed beside her, she reached round to rub her back.
Before the Lakota could retreat from the trickster pair however she was suddenly set upon by a mob of crows, she released a high pitched scream lifting her arms to cover her head as she crouched low to the ground feeling their claws graze her skin as they spiraled around her cawing at her. Her fear truly piqued as Dragonfly fled the birds heading for the safety of the cabins and leaving the young woman to the mercy of the darkness...she hated the darkness, by now all traces of excitement had been beaten out of her. Once the crows had gone she stood up shakily hugging herself tightly, she looked in the direction Dragonfly had gone and back at the door leading into the lounge. She had just taken a step towards the lounge when a raccoon carcass was thrust in front of her pulling another girlish scream from her lips, feeling a strange flood of warm air by her ear she flinched away from it spinning on the spot as the carcass hit the floor she blindly bolted from the clearing diving into the woods in an attempt to escape what she suspected to be evil spirits.
She couldn’t see a thing in the darkness as she stumbled between the trees encased in a bubble of fear without the aid of the trickster pairing her mind gave shape to the shadows surrounding her, monsters that weren’t really there clawed at her as she ran, clawed hands scraped at her skin as she passed by the trees when in reality she had passed to close to the shrubbery surrounding them. She only stopped running when she eventually looped her foot under a tree root which wasn’t cliche at all she broke her fall with her arms barely stopping herself from going down face first, she scraped her elbows on the hard roots of one of the trees. Her breath left her in ragged gasps as she sat back up pushing her long hair off of her face. She stayed where she was, the weight of her fear glued her to the spot. Before she hit full blown panic her trusty light source zipped his way through the trees coming to rest beside her sheepishly, she breathed a sigh of relief lifting a shaking hand to her head...her next problem was now she was pretty sure she was lost and she couldn’t be sure she’d outrun those troublesome spirits.
- Mercy -
Mercy felt her stomach sink as Zivon tried to stop himself from crying, she was struggling to resist the urge to comfort him she was generally good at that kind of thing with the right words on her lips and a gentle attitude. However her instincts told her it wouldn’t be as simple with the boy before her, he seemed so nervous one wrong move could crumple whatever confidence he already had. Her forehead had creased with concern as she settled her dark blue eyes on him, careful to avoid his eye if he willed it. She felt a wave of sympathy pass through her as Zivon gave her a weak and broken smile, it really tugged at her heart strings as if they weren’t damaged enough.
She smiled warmly at Zivon her eyes taking in his appearance he clearly wasn’t ok. “Don’t take this the wrong way but you really don’t look OK honey” She murmured, amusement briefly entering her expression as she heard the young boys stomach rumble at her suggestion about getting some food. “Well that answers that you simply must come with us to grab something to eat” She smiled at Zivon the concern leaving her expression as she got to her feet and turned to Darwin.
Mercy was relieved to see Darwin’s grin return, it was unsettling how much she had grown accustomed to his jovial disposition. She tilted her head to the side as he looked down at his sneakers the happy glow having left his face again, a look of concern crossed her face she was starting to worry about him now. She offered him an encouraging smile as he turned to her. “Trust me there will be” She assured him before he turned to the blonde girl beside him, she ran her fingers into her hair idly waiting for Darwin to make a decision though she rolled her eyes as he grumbled about Seven. “Darwin...Seven hasn’t really done anything bad enough to warrant that reaction, remember he didn’t know who had the numbers he picked” She gently chastised the unicorn, reaching over to poke him in the side playfully. “It’s not bad at all, come on cheer up. You’re still as awesome as you were before” She winked at him, smiling encouragingly before she turned back to the others.
“I think we can get some food from-“ Before she could finish however Zivons ankle gave out on him, Mercy inhaled sharply as she lurched towards him crouching in front of him as he landed with a soft thump. Before she could ask him anything she noticed the blonde girl was crawling towards Zivon, she raised an eyebrow at her as she gave him a gentle smile and greeted him wondering what she was up to. “I’m just going to take a look at your ankle ok Zivon” She murmured gently to the boy reaching over she moved his hand away from the swollen ankle, taking a quick look at it before she lifted her gaze to scan the room in search of Little Feather. She was aware of the Lakota’s ability to heal...she felt a little disappointed that she wasn’t still in the room it left her one option. She blinked as the blonde girl passed her a first aid kit, she took it gratefully placing it beside her...she was going to need that in a minute without a doubt. “Thank you” She smiled at the girl, she really needed to learn her name.
“OK, I can fix this just relax, I promise you this won’t hurt a bit” She assured Zivon holding her hands above his wounded ankle they begun to glow dimly with a soft white light, a slight tinkling noise filled the air as Zivon’s pain seemed to fade away, literally draining from his body even his weariness would have ebbed away replaced with a sense of refreshment. Mercy managed to stop herself from wincing as she transferred over his injuries she had luckily got down on her knees as she felt pain course through her ankle, she smiled reassuringly at the boy as the light in her hands faded away and she sat back, the slightest bit of tension rising in her spine. “All done, how so you feel?” She asked him, resting her hands in her lap. “If you’re feeling better how about you three go ahead to the restaurant, I just need to put this first aid kit back and I’ll follow you” She suggested looking at the holographic girl, the blonde one and Zivon as she gripped the first aid kit tightly in her hands giving them no reason to believe she was in any pain, though she had deliberately not looked at Darwin. She half expected the unicorn to bounce off with the others if they went, though a part of her hoped he’d wait...she wasn’t sure she was going to be able to get up on her own.
Little Feather glanced around the trees as Lion darted between them; despite his bulky size the Ewah was incredibly light on his feet. Two scent paths Cub, which one should we follow left or right? Lion grumbled between breaths. Little Feather chewed her lip indecisively for a moment, she wasn’t entirely sure what scent paths the beast was talking about, she lifted her flute and tapped his left shoulder as he ran. If she’d have spoken the chances were she would have lost her voice to the wind anyway with the speed Lion was travelling at, she inhaled sharply as he tossed in a sharp turn to the left she felt herself lurch to the side though she did a good job at keeping her seat, riding an Ewah wasn’t quite the same as riding a horse but in fairness it wasn’t all that different either.
Little Feather’s eyes scanned the blurry forest around her as they moved, her ashen hair waved wildly behind her as Lion’s movements seemed to part the air before them. Lion slowed his pace after a few minutes, his ears flickering as he caught the sound of voices close by his breathing caused his entire body to move as he padded forward at a slower pace. “What is it?” Little feather murmured leaning forward so she was lying across his back with her head between his horns. Other students I think Was Lion’s rumbling response, Little Feather pushed herself back up looking around for somewhere to place her flute, she was regretting not wearing a belt...why had she thought wearing a dress at this school was a good idea? “Go to them hunting is far more interesting with others” She grinned at the Ewah as he looked over his shoulder at her, he grumbled his disapproval but obediently moved off in their direction.
Finding nowhere to rest her flute Little Feather did the next best thing and promptly shoved the instrument down the front of her dress, reaching over to her right side she pulled her dress up to reveal more of her thigh, more to the point the dagger that she had secured to her leg in case of emergencies. Having opted to leave her tomahawk in her room in a moment of madness this was the best she had to protect herself with...should she need to, pulling her dress up she gripped the hem in her mouth, letting go of Lion now he was moving at a slower pace she reached around to untie the sheath deciding she could probably get away with wearing it around her neck now. Lion’s ears flickered as he heard the familiar voice of Cash questioning another who’s scent the Ewah didn’t recognize, he padded through the trees into the groups view forgetting to warn his rider he had done so. He lifted his head high, trotting after the group if they were still moving or standing next to them if they weren’t he deliberately puffing his chest out and announced his presence with a low grumble.
Little Feather turned her head slightly blinking in surprise as her eyes fell on the group, she released the hem of her dress, smiling nervously and lifting her hand in greeting. “Hey!” She greeted her smile sliding to that of friendly warmth, the young Lakota recognized at least 3 of the students before her the fourth she was sure she hadn’t encountered before. Ask them if we can join them then Lion grumbled at her impatiently. “I was just going to, give me a chance” Little Feather murmured in response poking the beast beneath her with the tip of the sheath in her hand. “Room for one more?” She asked hopefully feeling a little unsure as to whether the other second years would remember her or not, her strange ways were bound to be remembered...right? She unfurled the string attached to the knife sheath, pulling it over her head as she awaited an answer she ran her finger over the quill-work decorating the sheath her mother had purposefully put the symbol of a wolf on it...the pathfinder. Realizing her flute was still stuffed down the front of her dress she hastily pulled it out, her cheeks tinting pink beneath her face paint obviously feeling a little embarrassed, she really wasn’t giving out a very competent vibe...still she hoped they’d still give her a chance
Little Feather’s eyes scanned the blurry forest around her as they moved, her ashen hair waved wildly behind her as Lion’s movements seemed to part the air before them. Lion slowed his pace after a few minutes, his ears flickering as he caught the sound of voices close by his breathing caused his entire body to move as he padded forward at a slower pace. “What is it?” Little feather murmured leaning forward so she was lying across his back with her head between his horns. Other students I think Was Lion’s rumbling response, Little Feather pushed herself back up looking around for somewhere to place her flute, she was regretting not wearing a belt...why had she thought wearing a dress at this school was a good idea? “Go to them hunting is far more interesting with others” She grinned at the Ewah as he looked over his shoulder at her, he grumbled his disapproval but obediently moved off in their direction.
Finding nowhere to rest her flute Little Feather did the next best thing and promptly shoved the instrument down the front of her dress, reaching over to her right side she pulled her dress up to reveal more of her thigh, more to the point the dagger that she had secured to her leg in case of emergencies. Having opted to leave her tomahawk in her room in a moment of madness this was the best she had to protect herself with...should she need to, pulling her dress up she gripped the hem in her mouth, letting go of Lion now he was moving at a slower pace she reached around to untie the sheath deciding she could probably get away with wearing it around her neck now. Lion’s ears flickered as he heard the familiar voice of Cash questioning another who’s scent the Ewah didn’t recognize, he padded through the trees into the groups view forgetting to warn his rider he had done so. He lifted his head high, trotting after the group if they were still moving or standing next to them if they weren’t he deliberately puffing his chest out and announced his presence with a low grumble.
Little Feather turned her head slightly blinking in surprise as her eyes fell on the group, she released the hem of her dress, smiling nervously and lifting her hand in greeting. “Hey!” She greeted her smile sliding to that of friendly warmth, the young Lakota recognized at least 3 of the students before her the fourth she was sure she hadn’t encountered before. Ask them if we can join them then Lion grumbled at her impatiently. “I was just going to, give me a chance” Little Feather murmured in response poking the beast beneath her with the tip of the sheath in her hand. “Room for one more?” She asked hopefully feeling a little unsure as to whether the other second years would remember her or not, her strange ways were bound to be remembered...right? She unfurled the string attached to the knife sheath, pulling it over her head as she awaited an answer she ran her finger over the quill-work decorating the sheath her mother had purposefully put the symbol of a wolf on it...the pathfinder. Realizing her flute was still stuffed down the front of her dress she hastily pulled it out, her cheeks tinting pink beneath her face paint obviously feeling a little embarrassed, she really wasn’t giving out a very competent vibe...still she hoped they’d still give her a chance
MistressCyanide said
I am thinking of adding a strange, yet weird 16-17 year old girl. We already have a mad man in the attic but no real weirdo. I may introduce her instead of the other one until she dies or runs off if I decide to do that. Do you think I should?
Strange yet weird teenager...hmm I'm intrigued :P I can't see why it wouldn't be OK for you to do that, since you haven't introduced your other character in the IC yet it should be pretty simple to change them around and introduce the teen instead.
I'm saying this but you may want to wait for Rarity's go ahead before committing to it ^^'
Would it be safe to assume most of the second year students would probably know one another, at least by name? ^^' I'd like to think Little Feather may know someone after being in the academy a year already :P
Silver Fox said
Just awaiting you, Hylian, and Faith
Sorry >.< I am working on a post for both characters, shall make sure I get it posted today ^^'
Wow...I missed a lot ^^' Sorry about the lack of posting, would it be ok to send Feather to join the 'mounted' party?
((Disclaimer: Maki Casanova gave me full permission to move Yuki))
Skye momentarily froze as Tristan caught her eye before she could avert her gaze; it was an uncomfortable experience despite the warm smile the other girl had given her. She dropped her hand nodding her head she hadn’t thought about that...yet again the others were all rather calm about this whole ordeal whilst she was internally not. Having moved over to the pool she was absently running her fingers through the water when Nixie chuckled, she lifted her gaze to the other girl curiously before her eyes were drawn to the moon peeking in through the opening above them. If the cave hadn’t felt as warm and welcoming as it did Skye may have been far more panic stricken by now, but something about this place was keeping her fear in check the longer they were there the more relaxed she was able to become.
She glanced at Nixie a second time as she approached the water’s edge, half of her glad the other girl was going to find a way out for them and surprisingly half disappointed they had to leave. Really...? The fear left just like that She thought to herself, sitting back she pulled her trainers from her feet before submerging her legs into the calm waters lifting an eyebrow at Nixie as she shrugged off her backpack before hopping into the pool alongside Yuki. Be careful... Skye tactfully kept the thought to herself as the blue haired girl told them all her plan before she disappeared under the surface no doubt heading down towards the tunnel at the bottom of the pool. Skye remained silent as the other two girls discussed a shared disappointment that they couldn’t just camp in the cave for the night, she was surprised that she also felt their disappointment...it was nice in here.
Like they’d fallen down the rabbit hole and ended up somewhere mystical, somewhere away from the sting of reality. A smile crossed Skye’s lips as she allowed her imagination to run free with the idea, effectively immersing herself in a private daydream. She actually physically jumped as Tristan dove into the water splashing her lightly just as Nixie reappeared, Skye was glad to see the other girl was unharmed though her words brought forth that strange mixture of feelings again, torn between relief and disappointment.
“2 minutes?” She repeated, reaching up to push her fringe off of her face she was positive she could do it she spent so much time in the water she had slowly been building up the time she could spend underwater...2 minutes was pushing it however she wasn’t exactly at Nixie’s level yet. Hearing the instruction to get into the water Skye reached over for her trainers wrapping the laces around them she secured them to the belt loop on the back of her shorts making sure the soles were pressed against her and the heel was pointing towards the ground, she gave them a tug before hopping forward into the calm depths, sinking beneath the surface briefly before surfacing, basking in the wonderful feeling of the pool and scolding herself for being the last one in.
She had barely been in the water for a minute when the moon passed over the opening above them, her gleeful expression turned to one of shock as a barrier of light seemed to surround them, she couldn’t move from where she was she felt warm fingers wrap around her hands as the girls all seemed to instinctively reach out for one another. Skye was completely convinced she had in fact fallen asleep a few moments ago and everything that was currently happening was in her imagination...but the feel of the warm bubbling water against her skin seemed so real, she was positive if she had been able to move her hands she could have reached out to touch the bubbles that rose from the surface, the swoop of air that brushed against her heated damp skin caused a shiver to run down her spine. As the water seemed to bubble and boil around them it sent a strangely relaxing sensation through her body, in truth she just wanted to lay back in the pool and bask in the moonlight, no longer wanting to leave at all...she wanted to remain in the rabbit hole for as long as possible.
She couldn’t help but feel slightly deflated as the pleasant feeling left with the moon; the bright sphere had begun to move away from the opening above them taking with it whatever magical phenomena it had brought. “That was...” Skye murmured a smile still playing on her lips she hadn’t felt this content for a very long time. She blinked up at the other girls as Nixie asked them if they were ok, slowly slipping back into herself she immediately retracted her hands from the others grip clearing her throat in embarrassment, raising an eyebrow at Tristan’s sheepish grin finding that a content smile was still on her own lips. She nodded at Nixie as well glancing at Yuki to check she was OK as well, hearing Tristan verbally answer the blue haired girls question before she dived under the water heading for the tunnel. Skye noticed the Japanese girl had turned a rather interesting shade of blue; she even got a sense of how nervous the other girl seemed to be, of course her concern grew as Yuki threw her and Nixie a weak smile before gulping in air and diving under the water before Skye could ask her what was wrong. “You’re concerned too right?” She asked Nixie in a small voice. If Yuki was nervous we could have gone together... Skye thought as she paddled through the water to get a little closer to their exit.
“I’ll go next” She smiled at Nixie before taking a deep breath and plunging under the surface heading straight for the tunnel the other two had disappeared into. Skye glided through the water with ease keeping her legs going in a steady rhythm, her arms sliced through the current systematically, being beneath the surface had almost become second nature to her. However being underground and confined in a tight space such as this would normally have sent her into a panic attack by now...but whatever had happened in the cave was still affecting her, her fear couldn’t reach her. She was just glad the strange glowing stones embedded in the jagged walls around her were actually a very effective light source not to mention beautiful and suitably enchanting, if it had been pitch black down here no amount of magical ju-ju could have saved her from the crippling effects of fear.
Even the cool ocean water had little effect on Skye, her core body temperature had always been higher than average, Noah called her a human radiator...as unflattering as it sounded he hadn’t been lying, she practically projected heat from her body it helped her keep the cold at bay as she moved. She started to feel the pressure on her lungs about halfway through, though she was careful not to panic about it she merely upped her pace until she came across a hugely concerning sight. Skye darted forward towards the floating shape of Yuki she had literally left the pool less than a minute after the other girl, she couldn’t tell if the Japanese girl was even breathing but she knew the tunnel wasn’t the place to stop and check, she also knew she didn’t have enough air for the both of them anyway. Without hesitation she swam closer to Yuki snaking an arm around her waist and kicking her legs harder to carry the pair of them further along the tunnel. She had no idea how much further they had to go; only that her lungs were beginning to burn with the need for oxygen and her limbs were starting to protest to her relentless pace.
By the time they were out of the tunnel Skye was barely keeping herself going, a rush of adrenaline was the only thing that got her and Yuki up to the surface. She burst through the water with an almighty splash practically gasping for air as she pulled Yuki’s head above the water as well, unable to speak to Tristan as she trod water trying to suck in as much oxygen as possible and looking around for the shore. If Yuki started breathing Skye’s panic subsided and she merely held the other girl up until she found the strength to do so herself. If however she didn’t Skye would have immediately started swimming backwards towards the shore keeping the other girl above the water as best as she could.
Skye momentarily froze as Tristan caught her eye before she could avert her gaze; it was an uncomfortable experience despite the warm smile the other girl had given her. She dropped her hand nodding her head she hadn’t thought about that...yet again the others were all rather calm about this whole ordeal whilst she was internally not. Having moved over to the pool she was absently running her fingers through the water when Nixie chuckled, she lifted her gaze to the other girl curiously before her eyes were drawn to the moon peeking in through the opening above them. If the cave hadn’t felt as warm and welcoming as it did Skye may have been far more panic stricken by now, but something about this place was keeping her fear in check the longer they were there the more relaxed she was able to become.
She glanced at Nixie a second time as she approached the water’s edge, half of her glad the other girl was going to find a way out for them and surprisingly half disappointed they had to leave. Really...? The fear left just like that She thought to herself, sitting back she pulled her trainers from her feet before submerging her legs into the calm waters lifting an eyebrow at Nixie as she shrugged off her backpack before hopping into the pool alongside Yuki. Be careful... Skye tactfully kept the thought to herself as the blue haired girl told them all her plan before she disappeared under the surface no doubt heading down towards the tunnel at the bottom of the pool. Skye remained silent as the other two girls discussed a shared disappointment that they couldn’t just camp in the cave for the night, she was surprised that she also felt their disappointment...it was nice in here.
Like they’d fallen down the rabbit hole and ended up somewhere mystical, somewhere away from the sting of reality. A smile crossed Skye’s lips as she allowed her imagination to run free with the idea, effectively immersing herself in a private daydream. She actually physically jumped as Tristan dove into the water splashing her lightly just as Nixie reappeared, Skye was glad to see the other girl was unharmed though her words brought forth that strange mixture of feelings again, torn between relief and disappointment.
“2 minutes?” She repeated, reaching up to push her fringe off of her face she was positive she could do it she spent so much time in the water she had slowly been building up the time she could spend underwater...2 minutes was pushing it however she wasn’t exactly at Nixie’s level yet. Hearing the instruction to get into the water Skye reached over for her trainers wrapping the laces around them she secured them to the belt loop on the back of her shorts making sure the soles were pressed against her and the heel was pointing towards the ground, she gave them a tug before hopping forward into the calm depths, sinking beneath the surface briefly before surfacing, basking in the wonderful feeling of the pool and scolding herself for being the last one in.
She had barely been in the water for a minute when the moon passed over the opening above them, her gleeful expression turned to one of shock as a barrier of light seemed to surround them, she couldn’t move from where she was she felt warm fingers wrap around her hands as the girls all seemed to instinctively reach out for one another. Skye was completely convinced she had in fact fallen asleep a few moments ago and everything that was currently happening was in her imagination...but the feel of the warm bubbling water against her skin seemed so real, she was positive if she had been able to move her hands she could have reached out to touch the bubbles that rose from the surface, the swoop of air that brushed against her heated damp skin caused a shiver to run down her spine. As the water seemed to bubble and boil around them it sent a strangely relaxing sensation through her body, in truth she just wanted to lay back in the pool and bask in the moonlight, no longer wanting to leave at all...she wanted to remain in the rabbit hole for as long as possible.
She couldn’t help but feel slightly deflated as the pleasant feeling left with the moon; the bright sphere had begun to move away from the opening above them taking with it whatever magical phenomena it had brought. “That was...” Skye murmured a smile still playing on her lips she hadn’t felt this content for a very long time. She blinked up at the other girls as Nixie asked them if they were ok, slowly slipping back into herself she immediately retracted her hands from the others grip clearing her throat in embarrassment, raising an eyebrow at Tristan’s sheepish grin finding that a content smile was still on her own lips. She nodded at Nixie as well glancing at Yuki to check she was OK as well, hearing Tristan verbally answer the blue haired girls question before she dived under the water heading for the tunnel. Skye noticed the Japanese girl had turned a rather interesting shade of blue; she even got a sense of how nervous the other girl seemed to be, of course her concern grew as Yuki threw her and Nixie a weak smile before gulping in air and diving under the water before Skye could ask her what was wrong. “You’re concerned too right?” She asked Nixie in a small voice. If Yuki was nervous we could have gone together... Skye thought as she paddled through the water to get a little closer to their exit.
“I’ll go next” She smiled at Nixie before taking a deep breath and plunging under the surface heading straight for the tunnel the other two had disappeared into. Skye glided through the water with ease keeping her legs going in a steady rhythm, her arms sliced through the current systematically, being beneath the surface had almost become second nature to her. However being underground and confined in a tight space such as this would normally have sent her into a panic attack by now...but whatever had happened in the cave was still affecting her, her fear couldn’t reach her. She was just glad the strange glowing stones embedded in the jagged walls around her were actually a very effective light source not to mention beautiful and suitably enchanting, if it had been pitch black down here no amount of magical ju-ju could have saved her from the crippling effects of fear.
Even the cool ocean water had little effect on Skye, her core body temperature had always been higher than average, Noah called her a human radiator...as unflattering as it sounded he hadn’t been lying, she practically projected heat from her body it helped her keep the cold at bay as she moved. She started to feel the pressure on her lungs about halfway through, though she was careful not to panic about it she merely upped her pace until she came across a hugely concerning sight. Skye darted forward towards the floating shape of Yuki she had literally left the pool less than a minute after the other girl, she couldn’t tell if the Japanese girl was even breathing but she knew the tunnel wasn’t the place to stop and check, she also knew she didn’t have enough air for the both of them anyway. Without hesitation she swam closer to Yuki snaking an arm around her waist and kicking her legs harder to carry the pair of them further along the tunnel. She had no idea how much further they had to go; only that her lungs were beginning to burn with the need for oxygen and her limbs were starting to protest to her relentless pace.
By the time they were out of the tunnel Skye was barely keeping herself going, a rush of adrenaline was the only thing that got her and Yuki up to the surface. She burst through the water with an almighty splash practically gasping for air as she pulled Yuki’s head above the water as well, unable to speak to Tristan as she trod water trying to suck in as much oxygen as possible and looking around for the shore. If Yuki started breathing Skye’s panic subsided and she merely held the other girl up until she found the strength to do so herself. If however she didn’t Skye would have immediately started swimming backwards towards the shore keeping the other girl above the water as best as she could.
With a soft tune on her lips and a warm beast at her back Little Feather had excused herself a long time before the first years had even started to arrive. She had sought out solace by the water’s edge, summoning Lion to keep her company she was playing her flute for his entertainment causing the daemon to purr happily from his place behind her. The large beast was laid on his belly, curled around his summoner as she played a tune for him. Shouldn’t you be in there scoping out the competition? He grumbled to her, flicking his tail round to rest over her thighs. Little Feather pulled her flute away from her lips, snuggling back against the dark pelt of her demonic companion. “You know I don’t view them as competition” She stated to the Ewah, glancing at him as he curled his head round towards her resting it against the hard ground he blew a puff of warm air through his nose.
You should, there are many here that hold more power than you He pointed out with a rumble. Little Feather smiled at the daemon, causing the five lines of face paint that occupied her colored cheeks to contort as she did. She had two short red lines on either cheek with two yellowy/green lines beneath them and another long line across the bridge of her nose, she had decided against wearing her full headdress today instead choosing a simple braided band with a few eagle feathers carefully wound into it. The design didn’t clash with the simple black dress the Lakota had chosen to wear, she had opted out of wearing shoes today as well in all honesty she rarely wore them anyway.
She reached out and ran her hand across the daemons broad head, pulling an appreciative purr from his throat. “Yes, but as long as we stay out of their way we’re no threat to them” She murmured to him, raising an eyebrow at the beast as he grumbled his disapproval. Wendy won’t stand for it and you know it Cub, you should pay more mind to the competition He growled at her lifting his head and rubbing his moist nose against her face, causing her to squeak in protest and bat his muzzle away. “OK, Ok, I’ll pay more attention” She huffed at him, rolling her eyes as his jowls lifted into a grin.
Good, now play me another song He purred at her, resting his head on the ground once more as an amused smile danced across the Lakota’s lips before she pressed her flute back to them. She wasn’t even halfway through her next tune when the alarm bell sounded, she dropped the flute from her lips groaning and flopping back against Lion as his head shot into the air and his ears pricked. “Why now?” She complained, simply falling onto her back as the daemon pulled himself to his feet. With her dark ashen hair fanned out around her, she looked as if she had no intention of moving. Lion towered above her; he was easily the same height as a large pony with the muscular build of a bear, his large onyx colored horns glinted in sunlight as he looked around, ruby red eyes focusing on the other students already flooding out of the main building.
Cub come on! We’re losing our advantage Lion growled turning on the spot and nudging the young Lakota’s side persistently. She sighed heavily at the daemon; she was feeling rather content where she was. “We can afford to miss this one Lion” She told him slowly dragging herself onto her feet. Wendy won’t like it The beast grumbled resorting to dirty tactics, he knew the girls fear of the other daemon would kick her into action. “...You’re not as nice as you pretend to be, you know that right?” Little Feather huffed at the daemon, prodding him in the side before she effortlessly vaulted onto his back waving her bare feet through the air as she brought her knees up so her dress didn’t ride up her thighs.
She held her flute tightly in one of her hands sliding the fingers of her other hand into Lion’s rich crimson mane. “Come on then, seek it out” She encouraged him, barely keeping herself seated as he spun on the spot bounding onto the bridge, deliberately releasing a low roar to scatter a few unsuspecting first years. “Was that really necessary?” Little feather murmured, as Lion slowed attempting to catch the intruding daemons scent. Nope, but I enjoyed it immensely Was the Ewah’s grumbling response as he set off to find the daemon everyone was so eagerly searching for. To the outsider it probably appeared as if Little Feather was talking to herself, taking her daemons strange rumblings and grumblings as answers to her questions.
You should, there are many here that hold more power than you He pointed out with a rumble. Little Feather smiled at the daemon, causing the five lines of face paint that occupied her colored cheeks to contort as she did. She had two short red lines on either cheek with two yellowy/green lines beneath them and another long line across the bridge of her nose, she had decided against wearing her full headdress today instead choosing a simple braided band with a few eagle feathers carefully wound into it. The design didn’t clash with the simple black dress the Lakota had chosen to wear, she had opted out of wearing shoes today as well in all honesty she rarely wore them anyway.
She reached out and ran her hand across the daemons broad head, pulling an appreciative purr from his throat. “Yes, but as long as we stay out of their way we’re no threat to them” She murmured to him, raising an eyebrow at the beast as he grumbled his disapproval. Wendy won’t stand for it and you know it Cub, you should pay more mind to the competition He growled at her lifting his head and rubbing his moist nose against her face, causing her to squeak in protest and bat his muzzle away. “OK, Ok, I’ll pay more attention” She huffed at him, rolling her eyes as his jowls lifted into a grin.
Good, now play me another song He purred at her, resting his head on the ground once more as an amused smile danced across the Lakota’s lips before she pressed her flute back to them. She wasn’t even halfway through her next tune when the alarm bell sounded, she dropped the flute from her lips groaning and flopping back against Lion as his head shot into the air and his ears pricked. “Why now?” She complained, simply falling onto her back as the daemon pulled himself to his feet. With her dark ashen hair fanned out around her, she looked as if she had no intention of moving. Lion towered above her; he was easily the same height as a large pony with the muscular build of a bear, his large onyx colored horns glinted in sunlight as he looked around, ruby red eyes focusing on the other students already flooding out of the main building.
Cub come on! We’re losing our advantage Lion growled turning on the spot and nudging the young Lakota’s side persistently. She sighed heavily at the daemon; she was feeling rather content where she was. “We can afford to miss this one Lion” She told him slowly dragging herself onto her feet. Wendy won’t like it The beast grumbled resorting to dirty tactics, he knew the girls fear of the other daemon would kick her into action. “...You’re not as nice as you pretend to be, you know that right?” Little Feather huffed at the daemon, prodding him in the side before she effortlessly vaulted onto his back waving her bare feet through the air as she brought her knees up so her dress didn’t ride up her thighs.
She held her flute tightly in one of her hands sliding the fingers of her other hand into Lion’s rich crimson mane. “Come on then, seek it out” She encouraged him, barely keeping herself seated as he spun on the spot bounding onto the bridge, deliberately releasing a low roar to scatter a few unsuspecting first years. “Was that really necessary?” Little feather murmured, as Lion slowed attempting to catch the intruding daemons scent. Nope, but I enjoyed it immensely Was the Ewah’s grumbling response as he set off to find the daemon everyone was so eagerly searching for. To the outsider it probably appeared as if Little Feather was talking to herself, taking her daemons strange rumblings and grumblings as answers to her questions.
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