AN: Wow, thanks for the reviews everyone! I am really sorry for doing one
that has probably been done 1000 times over. Truthfully I do not spend that
much time in the TP section so I would not know (I live off of LotR, but if
I had to pick a second favorite, TAMORA PIERCE ALL THE WAY). I just kind of
felt like I needed to write this, so I hope at least to a few people that
this brings a small amount of enjoyment to you.
Disclaimer: see chpt.1
On we go. ~*~*~*~*~*~**~ Alanna, who was in from Pirate's Swoop, cantered Darkmoon around the small fenced-in dirt ring. She could feel his muscles ripple, and lofty gait underneath her legs as they warmed up.
The sun was just beginning to peek above the horizon, Alanna, a morning person from years of routine, was working Darkmoon for the upcoming tournaments. 'Even I feel a little out of shape,' she thought lightly to herself, 'but Jon doesn't have to know that.'
They continued exercises for a few minutes in the pale glow of the morning. Alanna sat relishing the feeling that she got when riding her big warhorse. His lofty gate, puffing breath, the feeling of accomplishing something made her relax.
Just as they turned a corner and she sat relaxing, Alanna caught a small grey blur slide past her vision. 'What was that?' she mused, but was cut off before she could think of an answer. At that moment Kitten slid under Darkmoon's pounding hooves!
Alanna was jolted out of her stupor as her stallion reared! She clung to his mane and gripped with her legs, but could not help sliding a little as her world was thrown upside down on the bucking horse.
It only took as split second, but as her stallion bucked and reared she was thrown off of his back and onto the ground with a soft thump!
It was a rare day indeed when Alanna the Lioness, King's Champion, seasoned knight could not keep her own horse under control. She sat up rubbing her head slightly, before letting her anger seep in.
"Darkmoon!" she cried at her horse who was cowing in a corner. But just as she rose to give him a talking to she was jumped on by Kitten!
Kitten's sudden movement took her by surprise. Kitten, who still had her mind on Numair and Daine, chattered worriedly, but that only served to further anger Alanna.
She let out a cry of frustration, "Kitten!" she yelled throwing the Dragon off of her. Kit landed in a small heap in the dirt.
Alanna sent the little dragon a scathing look. Too frustrated to think clearly she ignored kit and trudged over to where Darkmoon was cowing.
"I'm sorry she scared you boy," she crooned as she rubbed his neck and mane. "It's all r- AIE!" she let out when she felt a sharp pang of pain on her leg!
Looking down she saw Kitten showing some of her teeth with a serious expression on her face. " You bit me!! That's it!!!" she screeched at the dragon, "Go annoy Daine! She says your intelligent! Just get out!"
When the dragon began to screech, she affirmed her request with a loud, "NOW!"
Kitten, knowing all to well not to get on Alanna's bad side ran off. If she could not get her attention, she knew someone who could. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Numair kneeled next to where Daine lay. His mind reeled with unanswered questions. There he sat though, clueless, grasping her hand in his.
Through meditation he tried to find the source of the problem, but again came up with nothing. Blinking slowly, he emerged from the trance he had settled himself in.
He realized he had been in deep meditation for a long while, turning to look at Daine, he found to his astonishment that she had gotten worse. She still had a raging fever, and she thrashed a little. Anyone could tell she was dreaming of things that were not pleasant.
He squeezed her hand, "Daine?" he called. But received no answer. How soft her skin feels, he realized as he grasped her hand tightly.
There were a few moments where he was lost in thought. A soft moan from Daine however, brought him back to the present. She stirred a little, and opened her eyes a sliver.
"Daine!" he cried and grasped her hand a little tighter as if to assure her that he was there.
"Num-" she gasped, the name that normally flowed so easily from her lips she could not finish. She mouthed the rest wearily but he caught the meaning.
He smiled a little in an attempt to mask his anxiety. Another wave of pain swamped over her at that moment, and she clenched her jaw and shut her eyes tightly.
Numair saw this, the look of pain on his magelette's face nearly broke his heart. She sighed a little when the pain lessened.
"It hurts-s." she moaned. This comment nearly made Numair panic, it was strange for Daine to show she was in pain, and she normally denied that she was.
"Where, sweetling?" he asked while trying to keep the worry from edging into his voice. But he got no reply, Daine seemed to edge back into unconsciousness. He shook his head, 'Where is Alanna?!'
He played with the thought of leaving Daine to fetch his friend and great healer. As his thoughts tortured him, he felt Daine grasp his hand as if reassuring him it was okay to leave.
'How does she do it?' he pondered, 'How even in an ill state she senses my worry, and finds a way past my mind. and into my heart.'
With that final thought he stood up and reluctantly, after checking to make sure Daine was going to stay asleep, he walked out. ~*~*~*~ It was a strange day in the castle. First the people saw Kitten scuttling up the hall, but all of the people who missed Kitten's jaunt caught the humorous sight of a very long shanked mage running as if a spidren was on his tail!
He bumped into a few people on the way, but shrugging them off with small apologies he sped on. Most of the people, seeing the look on his face, quickly made a wide berth.
He kept running, until he collided with a small, grey dragon.
"Kit, where's Alanna?!" he snapped. Her scales took on a slight hue of red, this snappy attitude of everyone's was beginning to agitate her. Crossing her small forepaws she gave him a scowl. And letting out a chirp she pointed to the stables and practice yards.
"Thanks." He replied, and continued to run. Kitten gave up on being agitated and followed him as well.
When they reached the courtyard Alanna was just dismounting. She turned to see Numair running towards her. She like the others chuckled at his form until she saw the look that painted itself on his face.
Suspecting he was in a bad mood she yelled, "Numair I have a bone to pick with you, that dragon-"
But Numair cut her off, "Alanna!" he panted as he laid over the fencepost.
"Numair, are you alright?" she asked quizzically.
"No- Alanna I need you to see Daine, she is very ill! I don't know what's wrong!"
Alanna's eyes widened in shock, that explained Kitten's behavior! She studied Numair's expression, he looked quite frightened, it must be bad. With a steely resolve she replied, "Show me to her immediately!" ~*~*~*~ Replies to my wonderful reviewers, I am writing this for you, and for my creative expression.
Wildmagelette ~ Thank you, I am flattered. I do hope this chapter is up to your approval, and I would love to hear more from you. :)
Lady Kitty ~ Thanks very much, I did read your fic, it was very cute! But I think I said all of that in a review I sent in. Wonderful job to you! Please review mine again, a review is a writers candy, *gives puppy face* please, please, please. Okay, now I am just acting idiotic, haha, anyway thanks so much, hope to hear from you!
Kitten551~ Your review made my day! Thank you so much! I have not actually read any of the other fics like mine, perhaps that gives me a better vantage point??( I am not kidding, I seriously have not, I live more in the LotR section.) I just had one of those creative moments, I'm sure everyone knows what I mean, and I just had to write this down! Thanks so much.
Wake- Robin~ You have not read all the books! *gasp* Read them soon, :) trust me, the last ones are the best. Wait they are all so good, how can we decide? *hugs all of her books* thanks so much to you to, and please review again!
Fly11~ Thanks for your review! I have a question for you, Fly, are you referring to the Fly from U2?? Anyway, thanks so much for reviewing. Everyone's reviews mean so much to me, it is always great to have people's approval on my work. So anyone out there staring at this page, please, review!
~*~Roccovende~*~
Disclaimer: see chpt.1
On we go. ~*~*~*~*~*~**~ Alanna, who was in from Pirate's Swoop, cantered Darkmoon around the small fenced-in dirt ring. She could feel his muscles ripple, and lofty gait underneath her legs as they warmed up.
The sun was just beginning to peek above the horizon, Alanna, a morning person from years of routine, was working Darkmoon for the upcoming tournaments. 'Even I feel a little out of shape,' she thought lightly to herself, 'but Jon doesn't have to know that.'
They continued exercises for a few minutes in the pale glow of the morning. Alanna sat relishing the feeling that she got when riding her big warhorse. His lofty gate, puffing breath, the feeling of accomplishing something made her relax.
Just as they turned a corner and she sat relaxing, Alanna caught a small grey blur slide past her vision. 'What was that?' she mused, but was cut off before she could think of an answer. At that moment Kitten slid under Darkmoon's pounding hooves!
Alanna was jolted out of her stupor as her stallion reared! She clung to his mane and gripped with her legs, but could not help sliding a little as her world was thrown upside down on the bucking horse.
It only took as split second, but as her stallion bucked and reared she was thrown off of his back and onto the ground with a soft thump!
It was a rare day indeed when Alanna the Lioness, King's Champion, seasoned knight could not keep her own horse under control. She sat up rubbing her head slightly, before letting her anger seep in.
"Darkmoon!" she cried at her horse who was cowing in a corner. But just as she rose to give him a talking to she was jumped on by Kitten!
Kitten's sudden movement took her by surprise. Kitten, who still had her mind on Numair and Daine, chattered worriedly, but that only served to further anger Alanna.
She let out a cry of frustration, "Kitten!" she yelled throwing the Dragon off of her. Kit landed in a small heap in the dirt.
Alanna sent the little dragon a scathing look. Too frustrated to think clearly she ignored kit and trudged over to where Darkmoon was cowing.
"I'm sorry she scared you boy," she crooned as she rubbed his neck and mane. "It's all r- AIE!" she let out when she felt a sharp pang of pain on her leg!
Looking down she saw Kitten showing some of her teeth with a serious expression on her face. " You bit me!! That's it!!!" she screeched at the dragon, "Go annoy Daine! She says your intelligent! Just get out!"
When the dragon began to screech, she affirmed her request with a loud, "NOW!"
Kitten, knowing all to well not to get on Alanna's bad side ran off. If she could not get her attention, she knew someone who could. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Numair kneeled next to where Daine lay. His mind reeled with unanswered questions. There he sat though, clueless, grasping her hand in his.
Through meditation he tried to find the source of the problem, but again came up with nothing. Blinking slowly, he emerged from the trance he had settled himself in.
He realized he had been in deep meditation for a long while, turning to look at Daine, he found to his astonishment that she had gotten worse. She still had a raging fever, and she thrashed a little. Anyone could tell she was dreaming of things that were not pleasant.
He squeezed her hand, "Daine?" he called. But received no answer. How soft her skin feels, he realized as he grasped her hand tightly.
There were a few moments where he was lost in thought. A soft moan from Daine however, brought him back to the present. She stirred a little, and opened her eyes a sliver.
"Daine!" he cried and grasped her hand a little tighter as if to assure her that he was there.
"Num-" she gasped, the name that normally flowed so easily from her lips she could not finish. She mouthed the rest wearily but he caught the meaning.
He smiled a little in an attempt to mask his anxiety. Another wave of pain swamped over her at that moment, and she clenched her jaw and shut her eyes tightly.
Numair saw this, the look of pain on his magelette's face nearly broke his heart. She sighed a little when the pain lessened.
"It hurts-s." she moaned. This comment nearly made Numair panic, it was strange for Daine to show she was in pain, and she normally denied that she was.
"Where, sweetling?" he asked while trying to keep the worry from edging into his voice. But he got no reply, Daine seemed to edge back into unconsciousness. He shook his head, 'Where is Alanna?!'
He played with the thought of leaving Daine to fetch his friend and great healer. As his thoughts tortured him, he felt Daine grasp his hand as if reassuring him it was okay to leave.
'How does she do it?' he pondered, 'How even in an ill state she senses my worry, and finds a way past my mind. and into my heart.'
With that final thought he stood up and reluctantly, after checking to make sure Daine was going to stay asleep, he walked out. ~*~*~*~ It was a strange day in the castle. First the people saw Kitten scuttling up the hall, but all of the people who missed Kitten's jaunt caught the humorous sight of a very long shanked mage running as if a spidren was on his tail!
He bumped into a few people on the way, but shrugging them off with small apologies he sped on. Most of the people, seeing the look on his face, quickly made a wide berth.
He kept running, until he collided with a small, grey dragon.
"Kit, where's Alanna?!" he snapped. Her scales took on a slight hue of red, this snappy attitude of everyone's was beginning to agitate her. Crossing her small forepaws she gave him a scowl. And letting out a chirp she pointed to the stables and practice yards.
"Thanks." He replied, and continued to run. Kitten gave up on being agitated and followed him as well.
When they reached the courtyard Alanna was just dismounting. She turned to see Numair running towards her. She like the others chuckled at his form until she saw the look that painted itself on his face.
Suspecting he was in a bad mood she yelled, "Numair I have a bone to pick with you, that dragon-"
But Numair cut her off, "Alanna!" he panted as he laid over the fencepost.
"Numair, are you alright?" she asked quizzically.
"No- Alanna I need you to see Daine, she is very ill! I don't know what's wrong!"
Alanna's eyes widened in shock, that explained Kitten's behavior! She studied Numair's expression, he looked quite frightened, it must be bad. With a steely resolve she replied, "Show me to her immediately!" ~*~*~*~ Replies to my wonderful reviewers, I am writing this for you, and for my creative expression.
Wildmagelette ~ Thank you, I am flattered. I do hope this chapter is up to your approval, and I would love to hear more from you. :)
Lady Kitty ~ Thanks very much, I did read your fic, it was very cute! But I think I said all of that in a review I sent in. Wonderful job to you! Please review mine again, a review is a writers candy, *gives puppy face* please, please, please. Okay, now I am just acting idiotic, haha, anyway thanks so much, hope to hear from you!
Kitten551~ Your review made my day! Thank you so much! I have not actually read any of the other fics like mine, perhaps that gives me a better vantage point??( I am not kidding, I seriously have not, I live more in the LotR section.) I just had one of those creative moments, I'm sure everyone knows what I mean, and I just had to write this down! Thanks so much.
Wake- Robin~ You have not read all the books! *gasp* Read them soon, :) trust me, the last ones are the best. Wait they are all so good, how can we decide? *hugs all of her books* thanks so much to you to, and please review again!
Fly11~ Thanks for your review! I have a question for you, Fly, are you referring to the Fly from U2?? Anyway, thanks so much for reviewing. Everyone's reviews mean so much to me, it is always great to have people's approval on my work. So anyone out there staring at this page, please, review!
~*~Roccovende~*~