Okay, Hope you liked my last thing. I know it was short and really fluffy, but this whole story's going to be kind of fluffy, or at least until I have a plot. Right now I'm in the process of coming up with one.
I would like to fix something in the previous chapter, when it said:
"One of the things Deva hated the most but did because her 'parents' insisted on it was to go to the church in the mornings to be instructed."
It doesn't go with this chapter so I'm changing it to:
"The tavern owner in the village had decided to make Deva a tavern worker, and teach her how to become a whore. So far all he had gotten was a server who spilled hot ale on anyone who came too close to her. She was instructed every morning down at the church with the other children."
Another thing is that she has no idea about the mage gift thing.
On with the next chapter!
A Not So Ordinary Day
Sunlight filtered through a window, it's rays exposing a sleeping girl. Her arm instinctively raised and a groan was heard throughout the house. Sighing the girl stood up, long golden hair, in curls and knot's (sp?) fell to her shoulders. She stretched again, and stood still for a moment, then tensed up. Someone was coming, she could tell. Her bright blue eyes changed so that they were like cat's eyes, golden slits, a tribute for the time she had drunk a kyree's milk.
: Buddy, may I borrow your eyes for a moment?: Her mind speech was clear and soft, speaking to the old horse dozing in the paddock in front of the house.
: Why of coarse Deva, just come right in.: Was the old horses reply.
: Thanks!: She flashed a peace sign and let herself into the old horses mind.
Instantly everything changed. She was now looking at a brown path surrounded by trees. Flowers made a path to the entrance to the house, which had been painted a cream color. In the woods branches were cracking, something was fast approaching. Sniffing the wind, Deva's body relaxed.
: Thank you for letting me borrow your eyes, Buddy. It is only Chica, Wernal and Julian. I'm going to go greet them. Kisses!: Then she cut of the mental connection she had with her mothers old horse and went out to greet her guests.
:Hey puppy friends of mine! What's up? Gonna go up to the cliff today? Can I join you and get out of my lessons with the tavern owner?: Deva questioned, letting her mental voice carry to the two approaching kyree.
:Sure! However, I would like to point out to you that we are anything but puppies! We are dignified kyree's, thank you very much.: With that they were in front of her, sniffing and greeting each other in the normal way.
:Okay let's go before the tavern owner comes here for my lessons. I HATE my lessons, although I must admit that learning how to become a slut is very interesting. Good thing he doesn't try anything on me or else he would end up with 1 broken finger and a twisted back.: Deva smiled at the thought then packed up and was on her way, followed by Chica, Wernal and Julian. She quickly sprinted down the hill, glad that she had a free day because the church was undergoing repairs and the priest could not teach.
Grabbing an apple from the ones wildly growing in the forest, she stopped at the cliff to devour it. The cliff was her favorite spot in the whole world. It was near the top of the mountains near the village, and from its peak you could see all around for miles. In front of her was Hope's Point, small and quaint. Farther than that you could see a Keep, its many turrets and towers reflecting the sun. To her right was a dense forest and a wall, representing the border between the countries of Iftel and Valdemar. A white dot was riding away from it heading for the keep. Deva ignored it, looking around again.
Deva then turned her attention left to where Chica, Julian and Wernal were playing. This was the reason she loved the cliff. I was more like a vast plain, although not that vast. It was about 60x60 feet, there were a couple of trees dotting the ground, which was covered by long grass. A stream gurgled behind her now, where she often drank it's cool clear water. There were several mounds of snow near the stream, showing that winter still was here, even though it was mid May. She saw the kyree playing in the middle of the field, and smiled.
She went over to join them, playing around and joking until around midday when they were all thoroughly tired. They cooled down by the stream and relaxed, letting the shade of the cliff cool them down until they were ready to go down to the village.
:So, you guys having a good day? I am, although I must get back to the Tavern by 5 o'clock or else T-man will get angry.: Mentally Deva sighed, stretching onto her back.
:I had a great day, we should do this tomorrow! Oh wait we should listen to Mother tell a story about Valdemar. Those are always the best.: Said Chica, standing up, her thick gray hair glistening from the reflected sunlight. She trotted over to a nearby tree, picking up a stick. She brought it over to Deva, expecting her to throw it for the three kyree. Obediently she tossed their toy and so they had started a new game.
Eventually the game ended and they started to head back home, playing on the way. Deva would throw the stick ahead of her and Chica would go get it. The other kyree were all out of energy, and simply watched the fun. Thick underbrush hid a river that flowed through the forest, twisting its way deep into the depths of darkness. It was snow run off from the mountains, and deathly cold, nobody could last more than 5 min. in there without freezing to death. The roar of water was masked by the speech of birds and the laughter of Deva.
:Okay, last time Chica.: Deva said smiling. She tossed the stick as hard as she could through the underbrush to her right. Chica took off after it, a few seconds later they heard a howl as the kyree plunged into the deathly cold water. Instantly Deva, Julian, and Wernal took off after the sound. They darted through the thick underbrush until they could see a gray blob in the middle of a rushing river (didn't see that coming did you?;)).
Deva cried out and without thinking jumped in after the floundering kyree. Julian and Wernal had no clue what to do and followed their path helplessly.
Deva swam her way closer to the kyree who was treading water, ignoring the cold that surrounded her. The only things on her mind was to save her beloved friend. Soon she reached the kyree, mentally enforcing thoughts that everything would be all right and there was no need to panic. The exact opposite was true. They were fighting for breath, the river pushing them quickly downstream, away from civilization and into the wilderness.
They were like this for well over 5 min. when Deva glimpsed a fallen tree in the distance, and grabbed for it. Still holding onto Chica by the scruff of her neck, Deva held on for dear life. Slowly inch-by-inch she pulled Chica up to the trunk so she could hold on with her paws and clamber up.
Shaking still, Chica looked at her savior. Determination gleamed in Chica's eyes. She lowered her tail so that Deva could grab it.
: Grab on!: she called out to her. She reached one of her numb hands slowly groped for her tail. Frozen hands made contact and forced muscles to tighten and take hold of the tail. Chica started up the trunk, pulling a heavy burden. One step after another, stretch and contract those muscles. Even though she was cold she knew she had to save her friend, her sister (AN: not sister by blood, just by like childhood friend sort of sister).
They made it to the top. Chica curled around her friend and mind called to her siblings.
:We are all right. However Deva is hypothermic(I can't remember if it is a disease or something else*looks like an idiot*). Notify the townspeople immediately and make some of them came here. Make sure they bring blankets and such. Hurry!: Chica made sure that they were on there way before she mind spoke to Deva.
:You OK?: That was her first question.
:Fine I think, but cold. This is as cold as I've ever been. Can you make it stop?: The pain was evident in her mind voice. She was frozen to the point of near death, and the rain that had just started to pour down was not making her feel any better.
:I can ease the pain. Deva, I bond to you.: Chica knew Deva was her bond mate, ever since she had jumped in that river to save her, she knew they were alike.
:Wh…What?! You bond to me…: She was obviously confused with a hint of surprise. Deva knew what bonding was, it had been explained to her when Wanad went off somewhere because he had bonded to someone. It was when a kyree met someone and simply bonded their soul with that person. It didn't happen all that often yet it did happen.
:Yes. We are kindred souls, alike in many ways. You are my bond mate and there is no getting around it so you might as well deal with it.: Chica's reply was very down to earth and sensible because it was the truth.
:Well, since I don't have a choice and well I would've accepted anyways, I can only say one thing welcome to my heart and be warned, its not all that pretty.: And with that acceptance came the joy that her pain was lessened. It felt like there was a small presence in the back of her mind. Deva didn't really bother with the complications, she just wanted to disappear into that darkness that was creeping into her mind, and so she did.
Fin
So what did you think? Better than the first chappie? I'm not sure if I'm completely ok with it but it's fine for now. Next chapter is going to be about what Julian and Wernal are doing to get help, it involves a herald, a tavern, and lots of shocked expressions.