Sleeping on the floor of my pango was nothing new to me. I liked sleeping, being kwa myself. After all, I had nothing better to do, so what else was I going to do besides sleep? I’d made my pango thicker so that no light could enter, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to sleep, and the light would sting my eyes a bit.
“Can I come in?” Sanae asked at the entrance of my den, into the darkness of it that housed me.
“You don’t have to ask, Sanae,” I told her. Her politeness wasn’t getting on my nerves, but rather that she was doing thing she didn’t need to; unnecessary work.
“I… yes, Noctus,” she replied, and entered the den. When she entered, I turned to face her. I could just imagine those two light blue orbs of light staring at her from a near-pure darkness.
“So, Sanae, not that I don’t like your company, but why are wewe here?” I asked her.
“You… just seemed lonely,” she replied.
Honestly, I had me, and my thoughts. It may not be the best company a Lynx can ask for, but it’s sure better than being truly alone, like Tenemae.
“So wewe came here, to see me, just because wewe thought I was lonely?” I questioned.
“Is there anything wrong with what I’m doing?”
“No, no, there isn’t. It’s perfectly fine. The problem is that… with what Menae did recently…”
“She is not here, I can promise wewe that. I am Sanae, your mate, and nothing will separate us,” she promised. This made me smile. I can’t say, because I don’t know why, but a smile did grow on my face for some reason.
“I hope you’re right about that…” I muttered, but Sanae didn’t catch my mutter. I felt lucky that she hadn’t heard it, and fairly shy about saying that again.
After a couple of moments of silence, Sanae alisema “you can’t be blaming yourself for their death, Noctus.”
“They were dying, and I left them for dead. I could have died with them honorably, but I ran away. The Lynx are gone for good, and no zaidi of the Lynx can be born. I’m my father’s legacy, and look at me now,” I told her. I felt a sort of will to mourn their death through tears, but I held back, and continued with “I failed my father and all of the Lynx, and nothing can change that.”
“So all wewe want to do is cement your father’s legacy through yours?” Sanae asked. There was something in her voice. Hope, maybe.
“Yes, but I also want to carry on what my father did. My father defended his tribe through the forge of weapons. If I have to defend this group, I’ll do so with my blade.”
“So, Noctus, mainly what wewe want… is children?”
“Are- are wewe proposing that we-“
“No!” she shot back assertively. But an expression on her face told me that she was lying: regret.
“Hmm…” I responded lightly. Sanae actually had managed to lie. That’s a first. Another obvious reason that gave away that she had lied was that she gave a brief prayer to the heavens, most probably for forgiveness for her sin, if that was a sin at all.
An awkward silence filled the air of my den. The proposal of a possible sekunde generation remained in our heads. Sheer darkness enshrouded the inside of my den, and only those like I could look into my den, unless wewe reflected light into the den. Yet, nothing happened.
I heard the footsteps of someone coming towards the entrance of my den.
“Keep silent,” I told Sanae as the intruder walked towards the entrance of the den.
“Noctus, is Sanae in here?” asked Gatage.
“No, she’s not. She might be back at her den, praying. If wewe keep looking wewe might find her. Somewhere,” I lied.
“You’re telling me that you, Sanae’s lover, has no idea where Sanae is?”
“I told wewe that she most probably is at her den.”
“Hmm. Sanae, are wewe in here?”
Quickly but silently, I placed a hand on Sanae’s mouth. I knew she would have been compelled to answer. “I already told you, Gatage. She’s not here.”
Gatage gave off a defeated look from what I could tell. The light from the outside that covered Gatage’s face made it hard for me to distinguish what facial expression he had. After he left, I lifted my hand off Sanae’s mouth.
“How can wewe lie to him in that manner?” she alisema in a whisper.
“Do wewe know what Gatage would think if he saw wewe and I, alone, in such a dark place where no one can see what’s going on but me?” I improvised. The truth was, I didn’t want her to leave. I really couldn’t tell why.
Sanae nodded in defeat. “You’re right,” she said. “But when will I be able to leave? How will I know when it’s salama to go?”
“I’ll tell wewe when,” I told her.
I was lying.
“Can I come in?” Sanae asked at the entrance of my den, into the darkness of it that housed me.
“You don’t have to ask, Sanae,” I told her. Her politeness wasn’t getting on my nerves, but rather that she was doing thing she didn’t need to; unnecessary work.
“I… yes, Noctus,” she replied, and entered the den. When she entered, I turned to face her. I could just imagine those two light blue orbs of light staring at her from a near-pure darkness.
“So, Sanae, not that I don’t like your company, but why are wewe here?” I asked her.
“You… just seemed lonely,” she replied.
Honestly, I had me, and my thoughts. It may not be the best company a Lynx can ask for, but it’s sure better than being truly alone, like Tenemae.
“So wewe came here, to see me, just because wewe thought I was lonely?” I questioned.
“Is there anything wrong with what I’m doing?”
“No, no, there isn’t. It’s perfectly fine. The problem is that… with what Menae did recently…”
“She is not here, I can promise wewe that. I am Sanae, your mate, and nothing will separate us,” she promised. This made me smile. I can’t say, because I don’t know why, but a smile did grow on my face for some reason.
“I hope you’re right about that…” I muttered, but Sanae didn’t catch my mutter. I felt lucky that she hadn’t heard it, and fairly shy about saying that again.
After a couple of moments of silence, Sanae alisema “you can’t be blaming yourself for their death, Noctus.”
“They were dying, and I left them for dead. I could have died with them honorably, but I ran away. The Lynx are gone for good, and no zaidi of the Lynx can be born. I’m my father’s legacy, and look at me now,” I told her. I felt a sort of will to mourn their death through tears, but I held back, and continued with “I failed my father and all of the Lynx, and nothing can change that.”
“So all wewe want to do is cement your father’s legacy through yours?” Sanae asked. There was something in her voice. Hope, maybe.
“Yes, but I also want to carry on what my father did. My father defended his tribe through the forge of weapons. If I have to defend this group, I’ll do so with my blade.”
“So, Noctus, mainly what wewe want… is children?”
“Are- are wewe proposing that we-“
“No!” she shot back assertively. But an expression on her face told me that she was lying: regret.
“Hmm…” I responded lightly. Sanae actually had managed to lie. That’s a first. Another obvious reason that gave away that she had lied was that she gave a brief prayer to the heavens, most probably for forgiveness for her sin, if that was a sin at all.
An awkward silence filled the air of my den. The proposal of a possible sekunde generation remained in our heads. Sheer darkness enshrouded the inside of my den, and only those like I could look into my den, unless wewe reflected light into the den. Yet, nothing happened.
I heard the footsteps of someone coming towards the entrance of my den.
“Keep silent,” I told Sanae as the intruder walked towards the entrance of the den.
“Noctus, is Sanae in here?” asked Gatage.
“No, she’s not. She might be back at her den, praying. If wewe keep looking wewe might find her. Somewhere,” I lied.
“You’re telling me that you, Sanae’s lover, has no idea where Sanae is?”
“I told wewe that she most probably is at her den.”
“Hmm. Sanae, are wewe in here?”
Quickly but silently, I placed a hand on Sanae’s mouth. I knew she would have been compelled to answer. “I already told you, Gatage. She’s not here.”
Gatage gave off a defeated look from what I could tell. The light from the outside that covered Gatage’s face made it hard for me to distinguish what facial expression he had. After he left, I lifted my hand off Sanae’s mouth.
“How can wewe lie to him in that manner?” she alisema in a whisper.
“Do wewe know what Gatage would think if he saw wewe and I, alone, in such a dark place where no one can see what’s going on but me?” I improvised. The truth was, I didn’t want her to leave. I really couldn’t tell why.
Sanae nodded in defeat. “You’re right,” she said. “But when will I be able to leave? How will I know when it’s salama to go?”
“I’ll tell wewe when,” I told her.
I was lying.
It's short but it should give some ideas:
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives wewe a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, maoni au concerns?
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives wewe a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, maoni au concerns?
The city seemed quiet. Too quiet. She knew this. She did her job well. Another nay-sayer of the twisted rumors, silenced forever. Her name is Kiri the Doll. Some say that she can be the most elegant, and at the same time, quite insane.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to muhuri her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to muhuri her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
G-Sil and Silhouette kept fighting. Meanwhile in the city, Prime, Rico, and Claws were all talking. Prime was trying to sell some stuff to them. But they weren't buying. Soon enough, Shock and V2 ran up to the group. "We got a problem!" shouted Shock. Rico replied "a problem. What is it?" before Shock could answer, a loud noise and a wingu of smoke were heard and seen at a nearby building. Yep. G-Sil had kicked Silhouette. Right into that building. "um... That's the problem..." alisema Shock. "well, I'm not gonna be a bystander!" shouted V2. She let her temper get the better of her. She charged towards G-Sil and attacked. But G-Sil was unscathed. For she transferred the damage to Silhouette. Silhouette tried to fight back, but G-Sil was just to powerful...........
Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
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Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
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The fall air was quickly turning into frost bitten, I had not long before my clan mates would start passing from diseases from the white season. The wind chill made it seem like -60 degrees, but I had to help. I just had to. My body ached to be sandwhiched between two deer furs and near an open fire. I heard a gun shot ring through the snow. Dragon hunters. I had to get back before they found me, au either way, somebody'd die.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, kuvuka, msalaba bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black kuvuka, msalaba bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a samaki between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, kuvuka, msalaba bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black kuvuka, msalaba bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a samaki between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.