Hey guys! sorry im back now...yes, tris is jealous with a capital J
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It had been six days since Tris was back at Discipline, and Sandry was still not well. Lark and Rosethorn were pouring draughts down her all day, and Briar was completely ballistic. If he wasn't in her room, then he was walking towards it or looking in her window. Tris thought she would scream.
Why did she have to get sick? she mind screamed to herself. She already got Briar, does she have to make me feel guilty too? Tris sniffed, self pity coming in floods. Briar!
Did he not like her?
But he was so worried...even his green eyes were dulled with fear. Sandry was running a fever still, yet wasn't getting better.
Full of remorse, Tris sent a new breeze of warm air into her room. Sticking his head out of her doorway, Briar grinned his thanks.
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Daja and Kethan stood nervously outside the tent. "Ok," Daja said. "You talk to your father, I talk to Frostpine." He nodded, sweating.
Entering the tent, they bowed their heads then split apart to talk quietly to their chosen person. After a few murmered words, the caravan leader Keldonal let out a muffled yell.
"Boy, what are you talking about? You cannot leave our caravan!"
Kethan stiffened. "Father, they might be able to teach me! Its all I ever wanted."
Meanwhile, Daja had explained the predicament to her teacher. The Metalmage paused, thinking. Thoughtfully, he said, "Kethan, have you heard of Wild Magic?" The boy shook his head.
"Its a force similar but different from conventional magic. It binds you to animals through your own life force, not in a seperate power. It was first discovered in the far east centuries ago, and it is not common."
Daja looked up, shocked. "Frostpine...do you think...Kethan..." she looked pleadingly at him.
He intercepted. "Frostpine, do you think i have this?"
The man nodded. "I think i should communicate to Huntsheart immediately before we even begin talking. Although he is very inviting and would welcome a student." He glared at the uncooperative Keldonal, who grimaced.
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Lark, sitting at the edge of Sandry's bed, teased a bit of magic in her patient's hand. "I still don't understand this!" She frowned. "Its as if a connection..." Lark stared into the distance.
Suddenly, she gasped. "Its the air connection! Its drawing from Sandry!"
The others stared at her. "What?"
"Whatever connects her to the forces of wind and air is somehow attached to her. Its taking energy, therefore stopping healing process." With a gesture, she cut the fragile string. "There!"
Rosethorn grimaced. "Windsblaze?"
Lark nodded. "It must have picked up her when she was in the rain and wind." Briar growled protectively. "No, Briar, I don't think it was intentional."
Thinking, Tris wondered aloud. "Why didnt it tap me?"
Niko smoothed his mustache. "Were you in the wind recently?" She shook her head. "I will ask Moonstream about this right now. This could be dangerous, and he should not be allowed this."
Rosethorn groaned. "I think this is going to be another explosion. What is he trying to do, press Nature?"
Standing briskly, Lark patted Sandry's hair and motioned for everyone to leave. "Well, she will get better now." Leaving Briar as her nursemaid, the others went about their business before contacting Moonstream about the problem.
"Sandry?" Briar whispered.
She opened one blue eye. "Yes?" She giggled softly.
Squeezing her hand, he gently brushed it with a kiss. "Glad you're going to be okay."
Smiling, Sandry nodded back. "I had to be. There were too many good things going on in my life." Hugging him, she then resettled herself and tried to nap.
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Comments?
PS there will be a problem with that bad magedude
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It had been six days since Tris was back at Discipline, and Sandry was still not well. Lark and Rosethorn were pouring draughts down her all day, and Briar was completely ballistic. If he wasn't in her room, then he was walking towards it or looking in her window. Tris thought she would scream.
Why did she have to get sick? she mind screamed to herself. She already got Briar, does she have to make me feel guilty too? Tris sniffed, self pity coming in floods. Briar!
Did he not like her?
But he was so worried...even his green eyes were dulled with fear. Sandry was running a fever still, yet wasn't getting better.
Full of remorse, Tris sent a new breeze of warm air into her room. Sticking his head out of her doorway, Briar grinned his thanks.
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Daja and Kethan stood nervously outside the tent. "Ok," Daja said. "You talk to your father, I talk to Frostpine." He nodded, sweating.
Entering the tent, they bowed their heads then split apart to talk quietly to their chosen person. After a few murmered words, the caravan leader Keldonal let out a muffled yell.
"Boy, what are you talking about? You cannot leave our caravan!"
Kethan stiffened. "Father, they might be able to teach me! Its all I ever wanted."
Meanwhile, Daja had explained the predicament to her teacher. The Metalmage paused, thinking. Thoughtfully, he said, "Kethan, have you heard of Wild Magic?" The boy shook his head.
"Its a force similar but different from conventional magic. It binds you to animals through your own life force, not in a seperate power. It was first discovered in the far east centuries ago, and it is not common."
Daja looked up, shocked. "Frostpine...do you think...Kethan..." she looked pleadingly at him.
He intercepted. "Frostpine, do you think i have this?"
The man nodded. "I think i should communicate to Huntsheart immediately before we even begin talking. Although he is very inviting and would welcome a student." He glared at the uncooperative Keldonal, who grimaced.
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Lark, sitting at the edge of Sandry's bed, teased a bit of magic in her patient's hand. "I still don't understand this!" She frowned. "Its as if a connection..." Lark stared into the distance.
Suddenly, she gasped. "Its the air connection! Its drawing from Sandry!"
The others stared at her. "What?"
"Whatever connects her to the forces of wind and air is somehow attached to her. Its taking energy, therefore stopping healing process." With a gesture, she cut the fragile string. "There!"
Rosethorn grimaced. "Windsblaze?"
Lark nodded. "It must have picked up her when she was in the rain and wind." Briar growled protectively. "No, Briar, I don't think it was intentional."
Thinking, Tris wondered aloud. "Why didnt it tap me?"
Niko smoothed his mustache. "Were you in the wind recently?" She shook her head. "I will ask Moonstream about this right now. This could be dangerous, and he should not be allowed this."
Rosethorn groaned. "I think this is going to be another explosion. What is he trying to do, press Nature?"
Standing briskly, Lark patted Sandry's hair and motioned for everyone to leave. "Well, she will get better now." Leaving Briar as her nursemaid, the others went about their business before contacting Moonstream about the problem.
"Sandry?" Briar whispered.
She opened one blue eye. "Yes?" She giggled softly.
Squeezing her hand, he gently brushed it with a kiss. "Glad you're going to be okay."
Smiling, Sandry nodded back. "I had to be. There were too many good things going on in my life." Hugging him, she then resettled herself and tried to nap.
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Comments?
PS there will be a problem with that bad magedude