[A/N:] A little something inbetween working on the next chapter for The Way of Noxus (because yeees, that's still alive) and life. I really love Kindred and kinda ship Lamb with Soraka :'D The dynamic I picture in my head is just really funny.
So here you go, dear readers.
Disclaimer: As always, all characters, settings, lores etc. involved do not belong to me but Riot Games.
The magic pulled, to a point were it could be considered vicious, and then they were taken to a place in space and time that many wondered even existed.
The low humming noise in their ears dulled and ebbed away until it vanished, leaving only the faint rustle of wind in leaves. They opened their eyes, gazes sweeping across the ancient stone field. The large nexus in the middle of it, towering over all of them, was adorned by a giant glowing crystal that emitted a faint blue light.
In the far, they could spot the lanes leading to the other side of the Field, turrets rising from the earth holding mighty shields and shining crystal maces.
Kindred were excited.
They had just been introduced into the infamous League of Legends, having been given the offer of infinite hunt. On this Field, it was called the Summoner's Rift, and together with their flock, their pack, they would chase those unlucky enough to oppose them.
Wolf growled quietly and their attention turned to the other figures accompanying them on the fountain. There were the yordle Gnar, a primitive furball chewing on his boomerang, and the Serpent's Embrace, Cassiopeia. The latter was disinterestingly admiring her sharp nails while slipping a Doran's Ring on a slender digit.
So far, so good. And then Kindred turned and Lamb's gaze became stuck on the soft features of Soraka, the Starchild. She had a serene expression on her face, an elegantly curved horn sprouting from the center of her forehead, and in her firm grasp laid her crescent staff.
Lamb felt the breath in her lungs expand as her throat seized up. Wolf noticed the stutter in her and sniffed the air but didn't comment on it. Lamb shifted on her feet, throwing a glare at her ever-present companion and then turned away.
Vayne pushed her opaque glasses up and motioned for Soraka to follow her. They could wait at the Krugs for Kindred until they bought their starting inventory. And Soraka, lovely Soraka with her warm golden eyes, sent a smile their way that lifted Lamb's chest.
Then they were off into the southern jungle.
Wolf sneered when they were out of earshot, "She seems to scare you. Should I eat her?" He licked his teeth with a grin, "I haven't had goat in a while." Lamb jerked her head around to face him and promptly rapped him on the head with her bow, "No, Wolf! She's not food!" Wolf whined and stared at her, bewildered, "What was that for?!" But his companion simply took off into the jungle after their allies. He followed, reluctantly and confused.
Lamb skipped over the thick root of a tree and glanced behind her to make sure Wolf was catching up. She needn't have worried though because there he already was, floating leisurely half a step behind her. He was still waiting for an answer and Lamb came to a stop after making sure they were alone, "Don't say these things about her. She is nice, you know."
It was a quiet, bashful admittance and Wolf stared at Lamb, curious. "So… Is she a friend?" Lamb snapped her head at him, holding his stare before replying truthfully, "Not exactly. But I feel… lighter when I see her." He hummed, thoughtfully and not quite understanding what she meant.
But Wolf was Wolf, and he skipped forward with new excitement in his deep eyes, "Well, then let's go see her!" Lamb felt a rush of anxiety and bolted right after him, meeting with Vayne and Soraka in the small clearing before the Krugs' nest.
Shaune Vayne, true to her notorious no-nonsense attitude, stood there rigidly with her arms crossed over her chest as she awaited Kindred's arrival. Soraka smiled faintly and Lamb had to forcibly pull Wolf back from pouncing on her in friendly greeting.
The Starchild giggled — unintendedly sending a pleasant shiver through Lamb, because Oh dear heavens! — and patted Wolf on the head. It was obvious she couldn't determine a reason for his fixation on her. Lamb sighed and hoped he wouldn't do anything overly embarrassing. But for the moment, she would enjoy the Starchild's surprised approval for her wolfish companion's affections.
[A/N:] I have already pre-written some more lines for this one here and I'll upload them soon. As always, reviews of any kind are much appreciated! :-)