Jenny of Masbolle
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A/N: I hoper you like my story. R/R!! I thought peoples might appreciate knowing what happens to Numair and Daine AFTER the RotG book. I do, at least! Enjoy!
Daine was aroused by an unusual feeling on the fringes of her range. This one she had never sensed before. It carried an insecure feeling. It wasn't an animal, or a god though. 'Perhaps Numair's spell is influencing me. I should tell him to lay off it f'a while.' A man appeared. The feeling of insecurity grew inside of her. She hid her head inside of the covers and pretended to sleep. The sheets glowed with a gold fire and wrapped themselves tightly around her, contouring to every curve of her body. Then she dropped, landing on a cushion of clouds. A warm golden glow grew within her brain, and she stopped trying to fight it. It was so relaxing, if only Numair was there to share it with her...
Numair. The name shook her out of the golden light's reverie. Where was he? Where was she? She couldn't answer any of the questions, and the light was so comforting, that she layed her heads on the clouds and went to sleep.
"Numair! Numair! NUMAIR! Wake up. I need t' talk to you."
Numair opened his eyes, only to be greeted by Daine's pleading look.
"I'm up! What's wrong?" Daine's big blue eyes seemed unusually perfect and were accented by her unruly smoky curls.
"Stormwings. Seven of them. I know the Gods sent the bad ones back to the Divine Realms, but I still can't shake the feeling that they're all evil."
Something was wrong with Daine. Her clothes were an iridescent shade of green. They weren't her nightgown and socks. She was in full Riders' regalia! Numair was pondering this when silver light boomed and the badger appeared.
"Kit? What's wrong?" Taking a closer look at her, he swiped his powerful paws through her and spoke a word that sounded familiar. Daine disappeared.
"Why, I ought to..." Numair glared at the animal god. "What have you done to her?"
"Do not talk to me that way, mortal. Mage you may be, but I am a god. That wasn't Daine. An extremely powerful mage has her in his grip. Yes, more powerful than you. Don't glare at me like that. She's gone, and I can't find her. They must've removed the claw and destroyed it. I can't trace her anymore."
"Mithros, you're a god! You can do anything!" The mage paused. "Can't you?"
"Actually, I wouldn't expect a mortal to understand this, but there are rules prohibiting all animal gods from seeking anyone for a mortal's uses. Some gods will care enough to beseech Mithros to grant them the power to search for her, but none of the Great Gods will listen to me about a single mortal's safety. You have to understand that she is like one of my own kits. I would do nothing to hurt her."
"I know, I know. I just don't understand why the Great Gods put those rules in place. They do nothing but prohibit..." The badger cut him off.
"They are set in place to protect the gods. Without them, we may be tricked into revealing where a person is, even giving away their true identity. If I remember correctly, you needed those laws for your safety from that Ozorne."
"Yes, I know. Maybe I should look into the rules of the gods..."
A/N: I hope you like it! R/R! Read and Review the next chapter, too. Sorry it's so short.