one mind, any weapon

Adele Caraway · 10-25-2011, 06:17 PM

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Dun-dun-DUN.

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The hits overcame the fay like the crashing waves back home on the western shore. She missed the playful waves, chasing them into the ocean, only to retreat when they retaliated, and that cycle would continue while the sun shone brightly, smiling. The same, grinning star was looking upon Adele now, but the fog seemed to keep its warmth away from her. Or maybe it was the coldness she felt in her chest as she felt the woman’s anger being physically pummeled onto her. The pain was a foreign feeling, and her soft body did not cope well under the repeated pressure; soon, she would have crumpled under the storm’s torrent if not a familiarly shaded wolf leaped into sight.

But, she instantly knew after the blows stopped falling and her vision became clear that it was not Rain. The woman resembled her deeply, as if an older sister, or mother perhaps. She pushed the surf back into the ocean, swinging the sword with skill that never befell the whimsical girl’s eyes before. A shadow followed the unknown wolfess, and the copy followed suit after the first, chasing the wave down and into the ocean of chaos. When the shadow-person spoke, she knew it was Rain. She would have never known otherwise, when the warrior was growling like thunder with her mother.

The Aatte’s mother pressed her back to her own, and instinctually curled her hands in a half-close grip, nails growing into claws. For a moment, her heart raced, rushing with the passion of battle, and for that moment she felt the need and urge the Dreamers and the Courtiers must have been feeling. But, the feeling faltered, and as quick as the sensation came, it left, though its trail marked her mind. Though her stance stayed firm, and mind now fully knowing the desire for vengeance, Adele still wished naught harm upon any soul because of her pain. She felt their pain, the pain of the Dreamers, Courtiers, and Aniwayans alike, and now wished to right the wrong they did.

The woman rolled back and attempted to crash her force upon Rain, but a brown-furred woman struck the guardian like lightning. The unfamiliar scent that clung to her pelt suggested that she was one of “them”, the Aniwayans. This slightly surprised the fay, but it also made her happy. In the back of her mind, she saw the scene in front of her as a hope that, again one day, there will no longer be “them” and “us”, but there would be “we”. Adele could not think of peaceful thoughts for long, for the female guardian lunged again, and was successful as she reached her mark. Soon, Rain and the guardian danced like lightning across the sky, blows landing and some missing.

It seemed the wave of the chaotic ocean was retaliating with the great force of a storm. The sable girl made only a small mistake, and she was on the ground, the guardian coming down upon her like a maelstrom. Her mother suddenly jerked from her back, and Adele turned to see a black beast aiming itself at the brown female. She wanted to turn and help Rain, but a whisper in her heart told her to leap the opposite way, to the cocoa-shaded woman, and followed her heart she did. She was quick, perhaps even swifter than the sword-wielding female because of her smaller size. Adele gently but firmly pushed the other girl from her place, and tried to roll back onto the balls of her feet, but the whisper spoke again, and for a moment fear feeling her senses, that she would not be able to move in time.

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