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| #Post#: 22457-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: February 15, 2016, 10:40 pm | |
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| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| This is just some place for me to keep track of my clan lore and | |
| ideas as I work on ironing it out | |
| ...this will be somewhat unorganized. | |
| #Post#: 22458-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: February 15, 2016, 10:47 pm | |
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| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple] | |
| [quote author=WhistlewindWolf] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmsple] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple][Color=#7095BA] | |
| I have this sorta...secret group planned out. | |
| Like...a group in the clan that know more than what they let on. | |
| They know something bads going on or w/e, idk exactly, and they | |
| do things behind the scenes so to speak. | |
| The rest of the clan doesnt know about these going ons and this | |
| group tries to keep it that way. | |
| (Im planning on it being Caelum, Ceodore, Johannah, and | |
| Velveteen. Specter was a part of the group before he died and | |
| lost most of his memories of his past life. Velveteen was chosen | |
| to replace him. | |
| Johanna acts innocent, and truly loves and supports Wilhelm, but | |
| she works to keep him from getting carried away in his work and | |
| creating a monster on accident.) | |
| The clan council and guards know nothing of this group. | |
| Iris | |
| I considered adding Strange to the group, but decided to have | |
| him be a separate thing. Just kinda...doing his own magic-y | |
| thing. Nothing evil or nefarious. He's a good guy, he just didnt | |
| want to be part of the group. | |
| ...idk what to call the group... | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| Idk why this group would be in my lair, what reason would they | |
| have | |
| I need some big bad-y or evil | |
| Maybe something to do with the shade? | |
| Iris | |
| [/quote] | |
| Possibly? But where is this group aligned? Do they want the bad | |
| things to happen or no? | |
| rose | |
| [/quote] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple] | |
| [quote author=Celes] | |
| my clan is actually super happy lol | |
| cherry | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| Same, but i want to have it so that happiness is more of a front | |
| or something | |
| Like...most of the clan doesnt even know about that bad things | |
| that are going on and the group (I really need a name for them) | |
| wants to keep it that way. | |
| They want the innocent happiness of their clanmates to stay that | |
| way | |
| Iris | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| The group is good | |
| Iris | |
| [/quote] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple][Color=#7095BA] | |
| I think im gonna have The Shade be the big bad or w/e | |
| My clan thinks that The Shade is just a bedtime/campfire story | |
| meant to keep young hatchlings in-line and not fight with each | |
| other or something, but The Group (i guess thats their name | |
| now...for now...maybe) knows better than this. They know The | |
| Shade is real, and a threat. They fight this threat in order to | |
| keep that innocence. They fight so that their clanmates can keep | |
| thinking that everything is fine, and that the story of The | |
| Shade is just that; a story. | |
| Iris | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| ...omg! | |
| Thats how Spectre died! | |
| He died fighting off the threat of the Shade! | |
| He was off on his own or something- wait wait wait! | |
| He was with Spirit, and they were following a lead of Shade | |
| activity in the area of my clan, or of a Shade follower or | |
| something, tried to fight them and died. His soul ended up in my | |
| clan's graveyard, and he lost all recollection of his previous | |
| life. | |
| Spirit, on the other hand, was only seriously wounded, but was | |
| able to make her way/be found by the clan and was healed. She | |
| too, lost her memory. (She also lost her charge-Spectre) | |
| (She found a new charge, the clan graveyard. Spectre and Spirit | |
| met again, hit it off once more and yay they're back together. | |
| It was always ment to be, lol.) | |
| When the two of them didnt come back or check in, it sent up red | |
| flags to the others, who ended up making their way to the clan | |
| to find out what was going on. | |
| (They dont recognize either Spirit or Spectre because both of | |
| them ended up looking different then what they had before. | |
| Spectre being a ghost, and Spirit having her colors changed | |
| because of near frostbite before, near death, and the run in | |
| with The Shade.) | |
| Iris | |
| [/quote] | |
| #Post#: 22464-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: February 16, 2016, 12:50 am | |
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| [table] | |
| [tr] | |
| [td][/td] | |
| [/tr] | |
| [/table][Color=#7095BA]Main groups | |
| The Storykeepers (name may change): | |
| Originally from outside of the clan, they work to rid the threat | |
| of The Shade. In the clan, they work behind the scenes, so as to | |
| preserve the clan's innocence in thinking The Shade is just a | |
| fairytale. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Caelum[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Ceodore[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Johannah[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Velveteen[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]*Spectre[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]*Spirit[/li][/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]*no longer a member | |
| The Guard: | |
| Trained in combat, these dragons are willing to put their lives | |
| on the line to protect the well-being of the rest of the clan. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Bea[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Ceodore[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Storm[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Volta[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Cavalry[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| [U]The Council:[/u] | |
| The leaders of the clan. Each has jurisdiction over certain | |
| areas of the clan, but will come together to discuss larger | |
| issues or decisions. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Boreas[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Bea[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Circe[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]*Inkwell[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]*Does not actually hold a seat on the council | |
| Shade Worshippers: | |
| Working to bring about the coming of The Shade, and carrying out | |
| It's wishes. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Maris[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]???[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]Outliers: | |
| These are clan members that know about the Shade, or that | |
| something bad is happening, but do not align themselves with The | |
| Group or The Shade worshippers. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]DrStrange[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Dryad[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Thorn[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| Civilians: | |
| Innocent and ignorant of the reality of The Shade, civilians are | |
| unaware of The Group and the Shade worshippers. Ignorance is | |
| bliss, after all. | |
| Members:[list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Druid[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Pretty much everyone else not already | |
| mentioned[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]Other groups may be added | |
| #Post#: 22617-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: February 16, 2016, 9:12 pm | |
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| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple link=topic=2.msg22616#msg22616 | |
| date=1455678687] | |
| [quote author=Misty link=topic=2.msg22612#msg22612 | |
| date=1455678143] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple link=topic=2.msg22610#msg22610 | |
| date=1455677948] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmaple link=topic=2.msg22606#msg22606 | |
| date=1455677497] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]I think I just decided on Maris being a bad | |
| guy??? | |
| [/quote] | |
| http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/189629/18962846_350.png | |
| http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=18962846 | |
| [Color=#7095BA]This boy just seems like such a sweet heart and | |
| im just??? | |
| Shade worshipper??? | |
| And when I say sweet, i mean, | |
| helping-little-old-ladies-and-ducklings-cross-the-street, | |
| baking-a-full-course-meal-for-you-because-youre-sick, | |
| can-do-no-wrong sweet. | |
| He just...happens to be a shade worshipper. | |
| [/quote] | |
| HOW COULD HE ;~; | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]He thinks he's honestly doing good by the clan by | |
| inviting The Shade. | |
| [I]"The Shade is most certainly real, and it's inevitable that | |
| The Shade will come. All that oppose It will fall at It's hands. | |
| The only way to keep ourselves safe is to bow before It's might | |
| and carry out It's wishes." The wildclaw stated simply. His soft | |
| grin never leaving his face. You weren't sure what was worse, | |
| the sincerity of his words, or how genuine his smile was.[/i] | |
| [/quote] | |
| #Post#: 23439-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: February 22, 2016, 9:22 pm | |
| --------------------------------------------------------- | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmple] | |
| [quote] | |
| http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/90645/9064463_350.png | |
| http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9064463 | |
| A wild dragon, some might say. Never properly raised with a | |
| clan. Untamed and unkempt; one most would be wary of despite her | |
| docile nature, simply because they heard she raised herself out | |
| in the wild. Completely in tune with nature, able to understand | |
| the trees and plants, and converse with the creatures they | |
| house, Dryad truely fits her name. | |
| Through her many years growing up surrounded by it, she has been | |
| able to tune in to the subtle emotions of the forest. Her | |
| natural ability to detect feelings now enhanced by this. Dryad's | |
| enhanced ability allows her to read the emotions of the past, | |
| present, and-- in some cases-- predict the future. Her fortune | |
| telling only goes so far, though, as its mostly educated guesses | |
| built around the future emotions she reads, the current emotions | |
| she reads, and what little she actually knows of the situation. | |
| Her predictions do not always come to pass, but they have more | |
| often been right than they've been wrong. | |
| By attuneing herself to another, she can read them their | |
| personal future even being able to go in depth and pick out an | |
| individual aspect of their future. This has drawn the attention | |
| of several dragons seeking guidance over things they were | |
| uncertain of (if they would get the job they want, if so-and-so | |
| loved them, etc.). | |
| Unfortunately, due to her having grown up without a clan, she | |
| cannot speak common draconian. She's managed to pick up a few | |
| words, but not enough for any sort of lasting conversation. This | |
| is where her mate, Druid comes in. He was the one to originally | |
| find her. Naturally, since she didn't know many other dragons, | |
| she was warry of him. He initially tried talking to her in | |
| common, but when she only showed confusion at his words he tried | |
| something he thought was a bit unconventional; he spoke in the | |
| language of the woods. She immediately perked up, responding in | |
| kind. Over time--and with much perseverance on Druid's | |
| part--they got to know one another. He eventually convinced her | |
| to come to the clan and live with him. He now translates for | |
| her. | |
| Despite how close they are, he is not her confidant. That roll | |
| goes to her dove. Whether it's manifestation of her connection | |
| to nature, her spirit animal, or simply a regular dove, no one | |
| knows, and Dryad never tells. | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]What do you guys think? | |
| It might be a little rough still, since im mainly trying to get | |
| the main idea down...but yeah...what do you think? | |
| Midnight | |
| Im probably gonna have to write something up on Druid later, tbh | |
| Edit: sssspelllingggg | |
| [/quote] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmple] | |
| [quote author=WhistlewindWolf] | |
| [quote author=Butterscotchmple] | |
| *twiddles thumbs* | |
| *waits for someone to say something about the lore I wrote* | |
| Midnight | |
| [/quote] | |
| There are a couple typos, but I like the overall concept and | |
| story. | |
| Shadow | |
| [/quote] | |
| [Color=#7095BA]yeah, im not surprised by the typos. | |
| Ye! >w<)~ im glad~! | |
| I plan on having her know something bad is gonna happen/is | |
| happening (the shade) but keeping it to herself so as not to | |
| cause a panic. Besides, her fortunes dont always come to | |
| pass...at least...she most certainly hopes this one doesnt~ | |
| Midnight | |
| [/quote] | |
| #Post#: 29309-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: May 18, 2016, 7:52 pm | |
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| [Color=#7095BA]Clan Jobs/Positions | |
| [list] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Songreaper: Founder, Scout[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Nightsilk: Founder, Caretaker[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Caelum: Leader of The Storykeepers, | |
| jeweler[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Thorn: Dabbled in darker magics, fighting | |
| full shade possession [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Bea: Head of the Gaurd, part of the | |
| Council[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Myosotis: Tailor[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Buddleja: Songwriter/singer[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Dreamer: Cross clan intermediary, finds new | |
| homes for the hatchlings[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Boreas: Head of Council, handles out of clan | |
| issues[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Inkwell: Council advisor, book keeper | |
| (records births, deaths, comings and goings, and general clan | |
| history)[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Maric: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Omoikane: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Arabella : ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Macalania: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Zanarkand: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Maris: Shade worshipper [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Nebulae: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Savano: Ninja/samurai type supernatural | |
| hunter[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Omichli: Spirit type deal???[s]who is also | |
| some playful, creepy, weirdo??[/s][/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Jeonjo: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Cavalry: Part of the guard[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Chevalier: Pirate/swashbuckler that likes to | |
| hang around.[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Druid: Gardener, translator for Dryad[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Dryad: Fortune teller, Nature expert[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Azalea: ??? [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Glade: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Brook: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Melvin: Comedian[/li] | |
| [li][color=#7095ba]Nacre: wizard (stickler for the rules)[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Mykia: ???[/li] | |
| [li][color=#7095ba]Junkrat: Explosives expert[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Velveteen: Part of The Storykeepers, trying | |
| to learn more about the darker magics Thorn dabbled in, Thorn's | |
| tentative apprentice[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Suede: Mediator, psychiatrist [/li] | |
| [li][color=#7095ba]Adette: Candy maker/chocolatier[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Tonic: Barkeep[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Spirit: Protects the neighboring | |
| graveyard[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Spectre: Haunts said graveyard, keeps the | |
| stray ghosts in check[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Wilhelm: Mad scientist, surgeon/doctor[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Storm: Part of the Guard [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Ceodore: Part of The Storykeepers, part of | |
| The Gaurd[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Stratus: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Pele: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Leilani: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Lelehonua: ???[/li] | |
| [li][color=#7095ba]???: Undertaker[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Dawn: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Toil: Witch doctor, herbalist [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Trouble: Caretaker[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Malestrom: maintains/upkeeps the weather | |
| instruments [/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Tourbillon: Meteorologist[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]DrSrange: Magic and Occult expert[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Felara : ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Milkweed: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Kyma: ???[/li] | |
| [li][Color=#7095BA]Mpemba: ???[/li] | |
| [/list] | |
| #Post#: 29433-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: June 7, 2016, 6:15 pm | |
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| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/30702/3070152_350.png | |
| http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=3070152 | |
| Stories. | |
| Caelum heard many growing up in his old clan. Tales of glory and | |
| valor. Treachery, double crossers, regret and heartbreak. | |
| He listend to every one of them with baited breath. Even if he'd | |
| already heard it before. Especially if he's already heard it | |
| before. | |
| His favourites were the ones about the Gods and how they managed | |
| to come together against all odds to defeat the Shade. Caelum | |
| liked how it taught that despite vast differences, if a group | |
| decided to work together they could concur and overcome any | |
| obstacle. Even one as vast and powerful as the Shade. | |
| But thats all they were. Stories. Tales weaved with lessons for | |
| young hatchlings. | |
| The Gods were just an explanation as to why they, and the world | |
| exists as it does; and The Shade was just a fantastical enemy | |
| created to prove their might against in stories. | |
| Many believed these stories. Mostly through blind faith, | |
| admittedly, but they believed none-the-less. | |
| He used to be one of the few who didnt. | |
| Caelum wouldnt laugh at those who did though, and they mostly | |
| left him be about his beliefs. His beliefs made no difference. | |
| He took up jewelry making, collected books, took a mate. His | |
| life was good. | |
| Until it wasnt. | |
| Sometimes... sometimes stories are truer than one might think. | |
| They are often rooted in some form of truth after all. | |
| As it turned out, that 'one' was him. | |
| Those stories he has listened to with such rapt attention as a | |
| hatchling; those he thought of merely as fantastical tales meant | |
| to teach life lessons. They were true. | |
| This he now knew as fact. | |
| Caelum had seen it with his own eyes after all. He experienced | |
| the chaos and horror as his clan was ripped apart. Torn from the | |
| inside out as It watched. As It directed it to happen. | |
| He never thought The Shade could be real, but there it was. | |
| Destroying. Consuming. | |
| He walked through the remnants of his old clan. Empty shells of | |
| homes, most still littered with trinkets and bobbles. Only a few | |
| members remained. All of them worn, empty shells of their former | |
| selves. | |
| The Undertaker had his work cut out for him that year. | |
| Caelum almost wishes the Undertaker would have laid his mate to | |
| rest with the rest of them. Almost. | |
| After that Caelum set off, leaving his old life behind. He wasnt | |
| sure what he would do yet but he figured he needed to do | |
| something. Something to help his mate. Something to prevent what | |
| had happened to him to happen to others. Something to prevent a | |
| greater loss of innocence. Something. | |
| Eventually, he found others that shared his views. Others that | |
| wanted to help. To help try and keep The Shade at bay. | |
| They called themselves The Storykeepers. | |
| #Post#: 29465-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Personal lore/idea dump | |
| By: Butterscotchmaple Date: June 9, 2016, 3:12 am | |
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| [Color=#7095BA] | |
| http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/150147/15014616_350.png | |
| http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=15014616 | |
| Everything hurts. Her head, her hands, her wings. Everything. A | |
| dull throbbing that she has become accustomed to over time, | |
| grown to be a general feeling of cold numbness. Causing | |
| goosebumps to dust her arms. Making them itch, and burn, and | |
| almost move of their own accord. | |
| Almost | |
| Sometimes it will flair up. | |
| Like when she kisses her mate. | |
| Or gives a hatchling a lolli. | |
| Or even prays to one (or all) of the deities. It always seems to | |
| be at its worst when she prays...but it keeps the voices at bay | |
| for a while afterwards, so she continues doing it. | |
| The voices are arguably worse than the pain. Whispering to her | |
| throughout the day. Breaking her down and building her back up | |
| just to tear her down again. | |
| Sometimes they scream. They scream at her to do something. | |
| Something terrible. | |
| They just get louder if she doesnt listen, she knows, but she | |
| doesnt want to listen. She doesnt want it to happen again. She | |
| refuses to let it happen again. Never again! NEVER! | |
| ... | |
| Its hard. | |
| Its hard not to listen. Having them there at all times, slowly | |
| eating away at you. | |
| "It wOuLD be so Much eASIer TO Just gIVE In," They tell her. | |
| "I know," is all she says back. | |
| ... | |
| It never used to be like this. | |
| She remembers a time before the pain. Before the voices. | |
| When she was happy. | |
| It was a long ways from here. How far, she couldnt recall. Most | |
| of what happened between the incident and now is a blur to her. | |
| She was with another clan at the time. Happily indulging her | |
| curiosities as her mate would read to her or hone his own craft. | |
| She had been studying darker magic at the time. Spurred on by | |
| the tales the clan were so happy to weave. | |
| It was magic that was not attributed to any of the deities. | |
| Something far more sinister and powerful. Magic that could be | |
| dangerous in the right hands, and even more so in the wrong | |
| hands. | |
| And she knew this. | |
| She knew it was dangerous, what she had been doing. What she | |
| didnt realize was just how dangerous. | |
| At least not until it was too late. | |
| ... | |
| She can remember the day perfectly...yet not at all. | |
| She had been up all night. Forgoing food in favor of discovery. | |
| Books and pages scattered about the room showing various | |
| scrawlings, illustrations, and diagrams. Beakers and flasks | |
| holding various liquids sat around with a few bubbling from the | |
| heat of the burners under them. She was on the verge of | |
| something big and she knew it. | |
| She excitedly chanted, mixed, and recited; she scurried about | |
| the space tossing ingredients in a pot and reading from the | |
| various texts. | |
| Minutes later she was standing over the relativy small cauldron, | |
| last item in hand. She shivered with excitement. This was it. | |
| She dropped it in and waited... | |
| And waited... | |
| It was hard to notice at first, but slowly the bubbling in the | |
| cauldron sped up. Becoming more violent with each pop. | |
| This lasted for a few minutes before dying down | |
| anticlimactic-ly. With a sigh, she turned to leave. | |
| Thats when it happened. | |
| The cauldron exploded, blasting her across the room and knocking | |
| her against the wall. She blacked out from the impact. | |
| When she came to, she could make out the blurred outline of one | |
| of her clan mates over her. She couldnt make out what they were | |
| saying. All she could hear were the voices. So many of them all | |
| talking at once, each telling her to do one thing or another. | |
| She couldnt focus. | |
| Her stomach rumbled, and everything seemed to stop. Time stood | |
| still. | |
| "fEed." | |
| Her vision sharpened to the point it was almost painful. She | |
| could hear every little breath her clan mate took. She felt | |
| stronger than she ever had; that she could do anything. | |
| She took a moment to soak it all in. | |
| "FEeD. deSTrOY," they said more insistently. | |
| She didnt hesitate this time. | |
| ... | |
| The rest of the day is a blur after that. As is most of her and | |
| her mate's journey here. | |
| He came here to try and help her, she knows. Even if he doesnt | |
| quite know the entirety of what happened, she knows he knows | |
| what's wrong with her. | |
| She's happy that he wants to help. And he's done so much good | |
| for others. | |
| But this is her problem. Her fight... | |
| "JUSt giVe iN." | |
| "...No." | |
| And she intends to finish it herself. | |
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