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Falling, falling is all I seem to know. Even with my eyes open all I see is darkness around me. I don't know why this is happening, only that here I am, falling through darkness, waiting to hit the bottom.

Then, suddenly this light seems to spark into existence. Gasping, I can't help but bring my arms up to my face, trying to block out the light as it begins to surround me. And then, finally, darkness takes me as bird song reaches my ears.

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He can't help but groan as he tries to turn onto his side. "You awake sunshine?" He hears his guardian, Kaelin Maemi say. He cracks an eye open as one of his ears turns to face the black Wolf. With a swish of his tail, he replies, "Just because my coat is golden doesn't mean my disposition is."

He growls as he feels Kaelin pulls the sheets off of him, he turns to regard the taller Cyantian. "Up and at it, Kirit! You do remember that school starts today, don't you?" Kaelin remarks as the Wolf moves through his closet, likely making sure he's hung up his clean cloths and that his dirty cloths aren't lining the floor of his closet.

Finally, he can't help but surrender to Kaelin's seemingly endless patience. After all, for as long as he's known the black Wolf, Kaelin's always seemed to out last his bouts of rebellion and stubbornness. It's like dealing with a wall.

As he rolls once more to the side, he runs his left hand through the bright blond spiked hair covering his head. Once his feet touch the floor, he heads off towards the bathroom to have a shower, knowing full well that Kaelin woke him up a good three units before he needed to leave for school. It allows him to not just have time to shower and to get dry, but for him to do some of his chores and review his homework.

Once he's done in the bathroom, he heads back to his room to get dressed before heading down stairs to check on breakfast and then begin on his morning chores. "Smells as good as always, Kaelin!" He says once he's by the kitchen door, picking up the bucket as Kaelin just nods in acknowledgment, he then heads outside to feed Enfys and Ifor, the two Shivae that guard the property while they're away.

"Hey Ifor! Where's Enfys?" He asks the teal colored Shivae with white tiger stripes as the male comes at him once he exits out of the second set of doors. He gives Ifor some of the large chunks of diced fruit being careful not to let Ifor dump the bucket.

He whistles for Enfys to come for their breakfast. Once he reaches their bowls, Enfys finally comes towards him at a trot, causing the tags on her collar to click. The brighter colored Enfys soon joins Ifor by the bowls as he dishes out the contains of the bucket. He's glad that neither of the two Shivae have wings or else he might find himself tackled to the ground by just entering into the yard.

Once the food bowls were filled, he picks up the two water bowls so that he can fill them, leaving the bucket by the two Shivae. He knew that when he returns, one of the Shivae will likely have their head in the bucket as they lick the juices from within it. So predictable. He muses with a soft smile as he arrives back with the two bowls filled with water to find Enfys' head stuck in the bucket.

It didn't take much to get the bucket off of her head and then he carefully takes Enfys' collar so that he can clear her head off of the fruit juices that were likely matting her short fur. The scent of the diced sweet fruit causes Ifor to follow them. "It's a good thing you look pretty, Enfys since you cause so much trouble." He tells the brightly rainbow colored Shivae as he wets a cloth before wiping Enfys' head down.

Once he's done with the Shivae, he takes the bucket and drops the bucket down by the door before checking on the animals in the barn. Luckily, he didn't have much to do with them other then turning on the water flow and checking the feed on the computer. He notices that all of the animals that were alive yesterday were alive today.

Once that's done, he then goes to water the garden, once that's done, he washes his hands before heading into the house once more. He drops the bucket off by the kitchen door before heading into the dinning room. His stomach growls at not just the smell of food but at the sight of it.

"I think Adit will be coming to claim his brood mares this afternoon since Udell seems to have lost interest in them." Kaelin tells him and he nods, Udell is a very popular stud that Kaelin use to race some rots ago, long before he came into Kaelin's care. "You'd think at his age Udell wouldn't be so youthful in his duties." He jokes as they pass a few dishes between themselves, slowing filling their plates.

"I'll miss him when he's gone." Kaelin says and he nods, although Udell and him have yet to get along, he will miss the moody stallion when his time comes. "Udell's daughter, Damia's going to have her first foal soon, isn't she?" He asks, Damia's racing history had long since over shadowed her father's by winning five more races then what Udell had.

"That's what Ganit says, whether she'll go ahead with it is another story altogether." Kaelin says and he nods, trusting Kaelin to keep an eye on not just the sons and daughters of Udell but also their owners. "Are you going to try Jacey in the next race?"

Kaelin looks like he's going to have to think about it and soon, it's time for him to leave for school.

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"Elsu! You finish eating?" Wajid asks from the hall. His jaws click as he turns to look at the door, it wasn't long before Wajid Haldis, a Cougar and his primary care giver, appears at the door frame.

Glancing at the dishes, he can safely say that he cleaned them. "I believe so." He answer. "So I see." Wajid says in bemusement and he just sighs. "Go get ready, I'll clean up." Wajid says and with a nod, he gets up out of his seat and heads into the hallway, heading for his room to grab his practice sword before heading out to get to his weapon class.

He nods to Cait as he passes her in the hallway while she heads to the bathroom. I see why Wajid would want to clean the table by himself. He muses as Wajid's daughter pauses by the door and gives herself a shake, he can only guess what kind of night maneuvers Cait had been put through.

Once he has his got the wooden sword, he remembers to grab his pack of changed cloths in case he ruins the ones he's wearing. A quick glance into the mirror, he still sighs at the sight of his reflect. He's a very unique male Utahraptor since males were suppose to be bright and colorful, he's anything but.

With a shake of his head, he snaps out of his thoughts and heads out of the house at a fast walk. As soon as he's at the gate, he speeds up as he races down the street to the lesson field where he hooks up with the slowly forming class, most of them were Mounties although like him, there were others that weren't receiving the training. It's funny how despite the fact that most of them have been training since they were young kits or cubs and that within two rots, I've taken the top position within the class.

Although his specialty had once been in throwing knives and unarmed combat, it didn't take him long before he's proficient with hand weapon. Not only did he surprise his instructors with how quickly he learnt to use such things, he surprised himself as well, it's the reason why nobody ever made mention of him being trained for another line of work, he's a natural when it comes to fighting. He displayed a grace during practice that few could match even though Utahraptor aren't known to be graceful moving.

Soon instructor Lakin appears, causing his classmate to quiet down. "Good morning teacher." They chanted once they're all formed up into rows. "Good morning students." The Serval type Mounty says to them.

And so began his class.

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'How did it come to this? Why couldn't he just let me go?' I can't help but think as I fall through this darkness but as time goes by, I find it hard to care about how and why this happened, only what should I do in the here and now.

Time is meaningless now and slowly I feel as if I'm being hollowed out. I find it hard to remember my name, let alone who my parents are... were, whatever. All that seems to matter is the darkness and the fact that I'm falling through the air. As I grew use to this feeling of emptiness that accompanies the blackness around me, I turn my head to look down.

Suddenly I see something trying to spark below and then suddenly that something catches. Light rapidly displaces the darkness that surrounds me and I can't help but try to cry out at the brightness of it all. In the end, I can't seem to find it and I find myself forced to close my eyes, but that doesn't help so I bring up my arms in hopes that it'll help block out the light.

But still the light haunts me until I finally black out.

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