Sorry about not updating timely, but I had a slight problem or
two with some basic server connections. So, as I promised, here is the
fourth chapter to The Lost Gem. I hope you like it!
"Yeouch! Why in the world did you just do that and who are you and were am I?" he stated as he jumped up in pain," Also, why do you have my staff?"
"Your staff? Look, I'll explain, I'm Krystal and I'm an archeologist. Right now we're at the foot of the mountain I found you in, in that crystal. But still, what do you mean by your staff?" Krystal knew what was happening; it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure this one out. He must have lost his memory over time and so he only knows a few things, but whatever they were, they might unlock the secret of that old society.
"It's my weapon, and I want it back right now!" he demanded as he held his paw out. He seemed to act like a little kid.
"Well, first, tell me where you are going to stay exactly, you can't go back up there and junk. Some places wouldn't think of taking you in as you are now!" Krystal scolded. Why was she acting this way, she didn't know. All she knew was he needed to be taught a few things about this time.
"Well, I'll just, I'll just stay with you then, everyone wants a priest-in-training to stay with them, I guess because most of this hasn't changed in a long time, it looks like," He said getting up. 'We'll,' he thought,' At least I remember who I was.' Krystal wouldn't mind him staying for awhile; it would then give her time to ask him a few questions.
"Ok then, but, what's your name?" she asked. Certainly he had a name of some sort; it would be odd if he didn't.
"I don't have one," he said hanging his head in shame," Or, at least I did have one and now I forgot it."
"Well, we could call you a name until you remember your old one," Krystal suggested. She didn't know why, but when she was around him, she just felt like they were great friends or he was someone she could trust. It had been an unusual power that her family had and now it was kicking into gear again.
"How about you call me Fox? It's what I remember being called when I got into trouble so, how about it?" Fox said as he walked to her side and helped her up.
"Sure, anyway, if you can keep up with those injuries, follow me into town and we'll get you fixed up better," she said as she started her way down the hill. Fox was a little hesitant to follow her, but he soon took her lead and followed her down the hill.
"So, what is it like? Has it changed because it doesn't seem to have changed," Fox said as he made his way towards her.
"Well, I guess it has changed from when I was a kit, but other than that, yes, I'm positive it has," Krystal said enjoying having someone to talk to other than Katt and her boyfriends with his acquaintances.
"Really, how?" Fox was starting to get curious about this future he was in. It seemed like the weather had gotten warmer, but everyone was wearing cooler clothes and it was hard to tell who's what gender because all the cloths seem to hide it. It was certainly confusing. So that's when he decides to ask her what gender "it" was.
"What gender are you by the way, you look like a guy, but your name, it's a girl's," Fox said as they passed another bolder. Then, he could see her cringe a little.
'Why did he just ask that? Maybe because, no, maybe he can't tell our genders because he's not used to the cloths that we wear today. I know, I tell him my real gender and just forget it,' Krystal summarized in her head.
"I'm a girl, it's just that I prefer to wear what I'm wearing now," she answered. At the moment, she was wearing old; warn out cargo pants and a purple shirt.
"Oh," Fox replied. He was embarrassed more than he could ever be. Maybe, he wouldn't ask questions so obvious. At least he wasn't scolded like he thought he would be when she cringed up. Krystal looked behind her shoulder and could easily see that he was rethinking about asking questions.
"It's ok to ask questions, you shouldn't be so shy," she said as she continued downward the step path. Fox just followed, more embarrassed than before.
I know that was short again, but it was funny, right? RIGHT!? Ok, reply!
"Yeouch! Why in the world did you just do that and who are you and were am I?" he stated as he jumped up in pain," Also, why do you have my staff?"
"Your staff? Look, I'll explain, I'm Krystal and I'm an archeologist. Right now we're at the foot of the mountain I found you in, in that crystal. But still, what do you mean by your staff?" Krystal knew what was happening; it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure this one out. He must have lost his memory over time and so he only knows a few things, but whatever they were, they might unlock the secret of that old society.
"It's my weapon, and I want it back right now!" he demanded as he held his paw out. He seemed to act like a little kid.
"Well, first, tell me where you are going to stay exactly, you can't go back up there and junk. Some places wouldn't think of taking you in as you are now!" Krystal scolded. Why was she acting this way, she didn't know. All she knew was he needed to be taught a few things about this time.
"Well, I'll just, I'll just stay with you then, everyone wants a priest-in-training to stay with them, I guess because most of this hasn't changed in a long time, it looks like," He said getting up. 'We'll,' he thought,' At least I remember who I was.' Krystal wouldn't mind him staying for awhile; it would then give her time to ask him a few questions.
"Ok then, but, what's your name?" she asked. Certainly he had a name of some sort; it would be odd if he didn't.
"I don't have one," he said hanging his head in shame," Or, at least I did have one and now I forgot it."
"Well, we could call you a name until you remember your old one," Krystal suggested. She didn't know why, but when she was around him, she just felt like they were great friends or he was someone she could trust. It had been an unusual power that her family had and now it was kicking into gear again.
"How about you call me Fox? It's what I remember being called when I got into trouble so, how about it?" Fox said as he walked to her side and helped her up.
"Sure, anyway, if you can keep up with those injuries, follow me into town and we'll get you fixed up better," she said as she started her way down the hill. Fox was a little hesitant to follow her, but he soon took her lead and followed her down the hill.
"So, what is it like? Has it changed because it doesn't seem to have changed," Fox said as he made his way towards her.
"Well, I guess it has changed from when I was a kit, but other than that, yes, I'm positive it has," Krystal said enjoying having someone to talk to other than Katt and her boyfriends with his acquaintances.
"Really, how?" Fox was starting to get curious about this future he was in. It seemed like the weather had gotten warmer, but everyone was wearing cooler clothes and it was hard to tell who's what gender because all the cloths seem to hide it. It was certainly confusing. So that's when he decides to ask her what gender "it" was.
"What gender are you by the way, you look like a guy, but your name, it's a girl's," Fox said as they passed another bolder. Then, he could see her cringe a little.
'Why did he just ask that? Maybe because, no, maybe he can't tell our genders because he's not used to the cloths that we wear today. I know, I tell him my real gender and just forget it,' Krystal summarized in her head.
"I'm a girl, it's just that I prefer to wear what I'm wearing now," she answered. At the moment, she was wearing old; warn out cargo pants and a purple shirt.
"Oh," Fox replied. He was embarrassed more than he could ever be. Maybe, he wouldn't ask questions so obvious. At least he wasn't scolded like he thought he would be when she cringed up. Krystal looked behind her shoulder and could easily see that he was rethinking about asking questions.
"It's ok to ask questions, you shouldn't be so shy," she said as she continued downward the step path. Fox just followed, more embarrassed than before.
I know that was short again, but it was funny, right? RIGHT!? Ok, reply!