Lord, have I been inactive. Well, I apologize. Here's a story concerning Silver and Blaze's past together. Dang I just LOVE those two! ENJOY, LITTLE BISCUITS.
Darkness enveloped the eagle's wings as she set herself down upon her nest, bringing food to her awaiting chicks. Her feathers, as black as the night, with a greenish-blue sparkle about it, had been blackened by hatred of others, by the one thing that caused most evil in this horrid world: Fire.
Yet, here she was. She was without her mate, but yet the eagle was still rearing wonderful chicks that were now beginning to re-populate the blackened world of fire and terror.
This is how Blaze knew that there was always hope. Even in this hellish world, where she and her mother were all alone, running from the fiery demon, Iblis, she knew, there would always be hope for everyone.
As Blaze jumbled her reason for hope around in her brain, she pondered what on earth had happened to that bright, smiling, lovable little girl that she was before Silver came into her life. The death of her family and having to be shunned by countless orphans for harboring the powers of the hellish beings in her might be one reason.
Blaze carefully sat upon the edge of the roof of the building she and Silver shared together. This place, she thought, was a nice place, despite being in the brutal world where flames engulfed all. It gave you a clear view of the sunset.
Blaze thought of a line from an old Solarion song her mother had always sung to get Blaze to fall asleep.
When shiny, old Sol falls asleep for the night, then out comes Miss Luna, to set the day right
Sol. The sun.
Luna. The moon.
Blaze's thoughts were cut abruptly when she heard a stone fall behind her. Turning quickly, she suddenly relaxed when she saw her best friend, Silver, carrying something in a little bag.
He seemed embarrassed. "Aw," he sighed. "Sorry I scared you."
Blaze's eyes glinted. "What's up?" she murmured, in her usual, stiff, serious tone. "I thought you were running your errands, and 'Wouldn't be back 'til dark'."
"Well," Silver answered, sitting beside his friend, dangling his legs over the edge of the building, "Since it's our best-friend anniversary, I decided I'd save the errands for tomorrow and headed down to a special place to get you this."
He quickly fumbled with the knot on the bag, and soon the bag fell open. Blaze's eyes widened.
"Oh my God," Blaze gasped. "Silver, how'd you get this?"
In the bag, were two, large loaves of French bread, sided with shiny, red and black raspberries, and the biggest delicacy- two katniss flowers, and a single rose. ((NOTE: The bag Silver had was… big -.-))
Silver smiled cheekily, with a little blush. "Well, I know special places."
Blaze smiled the kind of smile only Silver could bring from her. "So, it's our best-friend anniversary, eh?"
"Yup. April 13th."
"Wow, you remembered! I think I have some dog treats around here I can give you."
Silver chuckled. "Why don't you begin the opening ceremony, milady?"
Blaze raised up one of the raspberries into a small, throwing position. Silver opened his mouth as she threw it, and it landed on his tongue, and in a few moments it was on its journey to the hedgehog's stomach.
"Success!"
The two feasted a bit, and shared some laughs, before twilight fell upon them. Then, Silver sat with his arm around the shoulders of his feline friend, who was leaning on Silver and finishing off the last of her bread and katniss flower.
However, Blaze's eyes began to wander off toward the beginning stars of the night. And immediately, this led back to reminisce to her past.
Silver saw his friend's eyes lose their jubilant glow, and guessed what was going on. He reached down, taking the rose from the pack, and, turning towards Blaze, he entwined the plant in her ponytail-holder.
"Blaze," he said softly. "Do you remember what happened when we met?"
Blaze, surprised by his gentleness at first, took his hand and pressed it to her lips.
"Oh," she breathed, "Oh, do I remember."