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The moon made its presence into the wood as it painted everything Ivory, the stars twinkled in the cloudless sky, the emerald river glowed as it flowed through the enchanted Elven forest, the owls called lowly into the night and they were being answered by the calls of the woodland wolves who prowled the night. The ground was covered in a soft layer of fallen leaves which had changed a shade from green to orange.
The forests tranquility was soon disturbed by the panicked footfalls of boots and paws. The temperature soon dropped as the night began to get colder, their breath could be seen as they panted and ran from their foe. Just as they thought the path was clear they tripped on a root and fell with a thud on the floor, splitting the knees of their Lynx trousers; they dragged themselves up disturbing some wisps which made their home on the floor.
To make things worse it began to rain, the cold liquid soaking the earth. The figure flicked their Scarlett hood up and continued, the next town was about a mile away. The figure wrapped their arms around their waist trying to cease their shivering. Their fiery lava beast looked up at them as they begged their owner to carry on moving and find somewhere to shelter.
The Lightning split the sky and the thunder rumbled, the rain began to dribble down their face washing their war paint from their eyes and face. They decided to stay in an uninhabited cave which was filled with the bones of animals, creatures and beings their bones still having scraps of flesh and hair left on them. The fiery beast only cuddled up closer warming their owner up and ceasing their shivers temporarily. The cave dripped and smelt like damp, their beast found it hard to be sheltered from the drips considering it veins would hiss as the water made contact with its skin and release a little bit of steam into the air, a Yelp would escape the creature every now and then causing it to only fidget more.
The cold rain soon turned to harsh hail which literally bounced off the forest floor, but made a nice soothing sound, lulling the figure and their pet to sleep. The night passed quickly and the sun was soon rising, the birds were chirping loudly and the flying beasts were just waking up, stretching their limbs and wings. The figure had just woken up and could hear the soft singing of the trees.
They stood up stretching and patting their companions head. They stalked outside and saw paw prints in the ground, they begin to panic as they knew that their foe wasn’t far ahead of them. They hauled their sword out and took a detour around the prints, they stopped by the river watching the ruby fish swim in the crystal like water, they cupped their hands and splashed the water on their face. They looked at their reflection in the water, they looked tired and worn out.
The sleeves on their shirt were ripped and torn, the bottom of their Scarlett cloak was shredded from the thorn field they ran through, the figure knew they would have to abandon the cloak- as much as they didn’t want to since it was seen as a family heirloom; they undid the chain from the wolf clasp and it slid from their shoulders causing it to fall to the floor with a thud, they dragged it towards the river and dropped it in since they knew it would go back to their home where it belonged as the river flowed through it. They watched it disappear before continuing their journey. The sun soon glittered gold onto the land drying it from last nights weather.
The leaves crunched under their black buckled boots, their fiery beast whined in detest as they began yet another trek. “Fine shape shift into something else so I can carry you” They sighed slightly ordering their beast. Their beast soon turned into a water Kestrel and sat perched on their shoulder. The birds feathers glowing blue and moving around the companions body. The wood soon turned into a path with blossom trees on either side, the wind blew gently and caused blossom petals to dance through the air and paint the path pink, a few petals found their way into the figures long dark red hair which was pulled back into a ponytail held fast with a gold clasp encrusted with jade and sapphire.
A few soldiers dressed in ebony armour rode past on great Friesian steeds which were clad in red and black tack, they clip clopped by not giving the figure one glance. The figure soon realised that they were not far from the towns gates since there were was a lot of commotion- especially in the market square since there were different stalls calling for everyone’s attention to come and look at the goods that they had to offer. The companion soon turned back into its fire beast form and stalked next to its owner. It began to glow brightly as it became protective and agitated by the environment it was in.
There were many beings walking around the town but as they passed they glanced at the figure, who began to feel uncomfortable and the beast was sensing this and he only became more uptight and ferocious. The figure kept looking at the floor and kept their arms wrapped around their tiny torso as they were insecure and felt uncomfortable. The foe could be anywhere and could be anyone, they were now vulnerable.
Their companion walked closer so their owner was reassured that he was there for them if they needed him. Their fingers soon rested on the spiny back of the creature, the warmth radiating through their gloved fingers and up their arm making them relax. The owner and the companion were connected they felt everything that one another was feeling whether it was emotions or injuries or even thoughts.
They understood each other and that was all that mattered. They knew that the beast was there for them, just as the beast knew that they were there for him.
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