Okay, it's now 6:05 am. It took me an hour to write the last chapter, let's
see if I can write another one. Oh yeah, I know that they are short. But
it's so early! Yay, I get chocolate! Hope you enjoy the chapter. Bye^_^
Cat's Tale
'That girl, what's her name, Aretha, just keeps on pulling down this corridor,' the Mountain Cat said. 'And she's hurting me! Why can't she just walk like normal people? Humph, I guess it must have something to do with their mother.'
Aretha had been dragging them down the same corridor for fifteen minutes, and all the sudden, she came to a stop. She let go of them and took a step forward, allowing Mariah to fall peacefully. She just didn't touch the ground.
She looked at her savoir; only to see it was Tyson. Tyson was blushing like crazy at their closeness, and she couldn't help but giggle. That giggle caught the attention of Aretha, who happened to be the one who had to find Tyson a wife. But the Mountain Cat didn't know that.
"Tyson," She started, tearing him from his trace. "Are you sure you don't want her to meet mother? 'Cause I think that she's the one..."
"No," he said, helping the Kitten up. "Not a word to mother, or else neither of us will hear the end of it, now, could you please go." How he said all that with a straight face was beyond her, but he did it. "You may come back to inform us when the storm is over." He put his hand on the small of her back, directing her into his room.
"Us," repeated Aretha. "When did the two of you become-." Whatever she had to say was cut off by the door.
Mariah looked around the room. It was filled with every shade of blue you could think of. Every now and then you'd see something hemmed with red or gold, but it was mostly blue. It was...
"Beautiful..." she whispered. Tyson heard anyway.
"Never thought you'd say that about any of my stuff." He whispered back. "But I greatly appreciate you opinion anyway. So, thank you..." They were really close now. So close, their whispers were like normal speech to their ears. But before anything could happen, he turned away, and sat at his desk.
'I wonder what he's doing,' The Mountain Cat thought. She sat down on his bed. Watching him. 'Hmm... Grey eyes... great build...nice hair... dangerous attitude...ma and him- hold it girl! Get that thought out of your head!' She shook her head a couple of times to clear it. 'He's Ray's friend! Not only that, but he's one of his closest friends!'
"How did you find out it was me?" Tyson asked, breaking her train of thought. He didn't turn around. Instead, he kept on writing on some paper.
'That's good,' she thought. 'Should I tell him about the dream? Nah.'
"That picture you drew," she finally said. She collapsed on his bed, closing her eyes. "The one that flattered me so much. You signed your name on it..." With that said, she let herself go to sleep. She'd enjoy talking to the dragon again.
Out side, she heard the sound of a sand storm coming. She smiled...
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She opened her eyes, and took in the sight. She loved this dream now. And nothing could ever take that away from her. Even if she had a night mare, her dream would come soon enough.
She looked around for Dragoon, and maybe even Galux. She didn't see them. The sky got dark, and it started to rain. She couldn't see any shelter, so she ran to the only dry place she could think of. The desert...
The desert was dry, and her wet form and the sand stick to her. She walked around, never expecting to end up in this part of her dream realm. After five minutes of walking, she stopped. She thought she saw something on the horizon. Or was it someone?
'Who could that be,' she wondered. 'And why are they so far out...' The person came closer, and closer. Soon enough, the Kitten could see who it was.
Her eyes shone in pure joy. It was the Little Dragon. HER Little Dragon. She ran to him and embraced him. All the sudden, they were off the ground...
She looked up at him, and he smiled back, and that's when she noticed them. Two long, white scaled wings on his back. Each stroke of the wings sent a powerful wave of air beneath them, and they went higher. Soon, they were in another land. A land of clouds.
"I'll protect you, Little Kitten..."
Cat's Tale
'That girl, what's her name, Aretha, just keeps on pulling down this corridor,' the Mountain Cat said. 'And she's hurting me! Why can't she just walk like normal people? Humph, I guess it must have something to do with their mother.'
Aretha had been dragging them down the same corridor for fifteen minutes, and all the sudden, she came to a stop. She let go of them and took a step forward, allowing Mariah to fall peacefully. She just didn't touch the ground.
She looked at her savoir; only to see it was Tyson. Tyson was blushing like crazy at their closeness, and she couldn't help but giggle. That giggle caught the attention of Aretha, who happened to be the one who had to find Tyson a wife. But the Mountain Cat didn't know that.
"Tyson," She started, tearing him from his trace. "Are you sure you don't want her to meet mother? 'Cause I think that she's the one..."
"No," he said, helping the Kitten up. "Not a word to mother, or else neither of us will hear the end of it, now, could you please go." How he said all that with a straight face was beyond her, but he did it. "You may come back to inform us when the storm is over." He put his hand on the small of her back, directing her into his room.
"Us," repeated Aretha. "When did the two of you become-." Whatever she had to say was cut off by the door.
Mariah looked around the room. It was filled with every shade of blue you could think of. Every now and then you'd see something hemmed with red or gold, but it was mostly blue. It was...
"Beautiful..." she whispered. Tyson heard anyway.
"Never thought you'd say that about any of my stuff." He whispered back. "But I greatly appreciate you opinion anyway. So, thank you..." They were really close now. So close, their whispers were like normal speech to their ears. But before anything could happen, he turned away, and sat at his desk.
'I wonder what he's doing,' The Mountain Cat thought. She sat down on his bed. Watching him. 'Hmm... Grey eyes... great build...nice hair... dangerous attitude...ma and him- hold it girl! Get that thought out of your head!' She shook her head a couple of times to clear it. 'He's Ray's friend! Not only that, but he's one of his closest friends!'
"How did you find out it was me?" Tyson asked, breaking her train of thought. He didn't turn around. Instead, he kept on writing on some paper.
'That's good,' she thought. 'Should I tell him about the dream? Nah.'
"That picture you drew," she finally said. She collapsed on his bed, closing her eyes. "The one that flattered me so much. You signed your name on it..." With that said, she let herself go to sleep. She'd enjoy talking to the dragon again.
Out side, she heard the sound of a sand storm coming. She smiled...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She opened her eyes, and took in the sight. She loved this dream now. And nothing could ever take that away from her. Even if she had a night mare, her dream would come soon enough.
She looked around for Dragoon, and maybe even Galux. She didn't see them. The sky got dark, and it started to rain. She couldn't see any shelter, so she ran to the only dry place she could think of. The desert...
The desert was dry, and her wet form and the sand stick to her. She walked around, never expecting to end up in this part of her dream realm. After five minutes of walking, she stopped. She thought she saw something on the horizon. Or was it someone?
'Who could that be,' she wondered. 'And why are they so far out...' The person came closer, and closer. Soon enough, the Kitten could see who it was.
Her eyes shone in pure joy. It was the Little Dragon. HER Little Dragon. She ran to him and embraced him. All the sudden, they were off the ground...
She looked up at him, and he smiled back, and that's when she noticed them. Two long, white scaled wings on his back. Each stroke of the wings sent a powerful wave of air beneath them, and they went higher. Soon, they were in another land. A land of clouds.
"I'll protect you, Little Kitten..."