Chapter 2:
A/N: Again, I only own my attempts at writing, the lint in my pockets, and my computer. I do not own any of these characters; they belong to the amazing Misty Lackey. I have gotten a hold of the Winds books and will be messing with the plot horribly, I cannot help it, and I see no other way to write this. Sorry! Basically, this will be another chapter in the Winds Of Change story...Enjoy! It is a short chapter, but the ending seemed appropriate. ~
Darkwind's knife sliced off yet another layer of the bark, leaving the fresh green wood exposed underneath. A pile of hand chosen sticks sat at his side, along with the stone and feathers he would need to complete the arrows. He enjoyed using his hands, he could- if only for a moment- forget about the training with the Gryphons and Firesong later that afternoon. Firesong. He was a problem unto himself. Vain, handsome, and powerful. He found himself with a feeling he had little experience with. He was jealous. Firesong had everything, from the talented Silverfox, to the little Hertasi who devoted themselves to his care. Firesong was comfortable with his magic; he had no fears or worries. Everything was easy for him, and he had enough energy to spare that he could put on a show while doing it. ::Els-Peth comes!!:: Came Vree's excited call as he flew in through the window of Darkwind's new Ekele, inside the Vale. Darkwind's heart leapt and he hastily wiped his eyes to banish any stray tears. Without his command Vree un-latched the rope ladder and hopped back over to his perch with a satisfied glance at Darkwind. The bird liked the Outlander, and made no move of hiding it from his bond-mate. If Darkwind had not been so involved with everything else going on, he may have found it amusing. but now things were different, he did not want a partner. He wanted to be left alone and he wanted things the way they had been before. before Songwind had become Darkwind. "Darkwind?" Elspeth poked her head in cautiously. She was dressed simply, in loose breeches and tunic, hair pulled back into a severe braid. Scout clothes did not suit her, and he painfully thought of the clothes boxed away that she would look wonderful in. "I'm here." He said softly, as she came in, to sit near him. "Firesong went to deal with some Change creatures, we have a day off from mage work." She told him with a smile, though he could see she was disappointed. He managed a smile and was glad he was getting to spend time with her outside of the mage work. "Help me finish these and we can find something relaxing to do, I'm sure," he grinned with only a little effort and passed her one of the arrows to be fletched. "Of course," she smiled. "Give me the hard job." He shrugged, "You're best at it." She put down the arrow she was fletching to brush his hand. "I know things are hard for you right now, Darkwind. and I would like to be here for you if I can." She said softly, her cheeks gaining a rosy flush. Her statement surprised. and flattered him; though he knew she could not help. He wished that things would change so that he could offer her a feather. he would no, only he knew he would not be a very pleasant bedmate. As he thought about it, he had not been pleasant in any respect lately. The more he thought about it the less he contributed to the innocent conversation he and Elspeth carried on. He did not realize there were tears on his face until he found Elspeth beside him, her hand over his shaking one. "I don't know everything that is bothering you, so I can't calm your fears by saying that everything will be okay. But I do know that other people, especially myself, want to be here for you." She made no move to come closer, only waited patiently for his answer. So many things he wanted to say to her, but he finally decided on the best as he drew her to his shoulder in an embrace. "Thank you."
A/N: Again, I only own my attempts at writing, the lint in my pockets, and my computer. I do not own any of these characters; they belong to the amazing Misty Lackey. I have gotten a hold of the Winds books and will be messing with the plot horribly, I cannot help it, and I see no other way to write this. Sorry! Basically, this will be another chapter in the Winds Of Change story...Enjoy! It is a short chapter, but the ending seemed appropriate. ~
Darkwind's knife sliced off yet another layer of the bark, leaving the fresh green wood exposed underneath. A pile of hand chosen sticks sat at his side, along with the stone and feathers he would need to complete the arrows. He enjoyed using his hands, he could- if only for a moment- forget about the training with the Gryphons and Firesong later that afternoon. Firesong. He was a problem unto himself. Vain, handsome, and powerful. He found himself with a feeling he had little experience with. He was jealous. Firesong had everything, from the talented Silverfox, to the little Hertasi who devoted themselves to his care. Firesong was comfortable with his magic; he had no fears or worries. Everything was easy for him, and he had enough energy to spare that he could put on a show while doing it. ::Els-Peth comes!!:: Came Vree's excited call as he flew in through the window of Darkwind's new Ekele, inside the Vale. Darkwind's heart leapt and he hastily wiped his eyes to banish any stray tears. Without his command Vree un-latched the rope ladder and hopped back over to his perch with a satisfied glance at Darkwind. The bird liked the Outlander, and made no move of hiding it from his bond-mate. If Darkwind had not been so involved with everything else going on, he may have found it amusing. but now things were different, he did not want a partner. He wanted to be left alone and he wanted things the way they had been before. before Songwind had become Darkwind. "Darkwind?" Elspeth poked her head in cautiously. She was dressed simply, in loose breeches and tunic, hair pulled back into a severe braid. Scout clothes did not suit her, and he painfully thought of the clothes boxed away that she would look wonderful in. "I'm here." He said softly, as she came in, to sit near him. "Firesong went to deal with some Change creatures, we have a day off from mage work." She told him with a smile, though he could see she was disappointed. He managed a smile and was glad he was getting to spend time with her outside of the mage work. "Help me finish these and we can find something relaxing to do, I'm sure," he grinned with only a little effort and passed her one of the arrows to be fletched. "Of course," she smiled. "Give me the hard job." He shrugged, "You're best at it." She put down the arrow she was fletching to brush his hand. "I know things are hard for you right now, Darkwind. and I would like to be here for you if I can." She said softly, her cheeks gaining a rosy flush. Her statement surprised. and flattered him; though he knew she could not help. He wished that things would change so that he could offer her a feather. he would no, only he knew he would not be a very pleasant bedmate. As he thought about it, he had not been pleasant in any respect lately. The more he thought about it the less he contributed to the innocent conversation he and Elspeth carried on. He did not realize there were tears on his face until he found Elspeth beside him, her hand over his shaking one. "I don't know everything that is bothering you, so I can't calm your fears by saying that everything will be okay. But I do know that other people, especially myself, want to be here for you." She made no move to come closer, only waited patiently for his answer. So many things he wanted to say to her, but he finally decided on the best as he drew her to his shoulder in an embrace. "Thank you."