Disclaimer: I own the Horse Gods, and the plot. Go me!
Authors Notes: Hehe, I'm writing this at school mostly because I'm not home and you loverly people want another chapter! :-D
Review Answers:
CT Hates Krazy Slobbering Idiots: Why will people think you hate people who can't spell? YAY! You agree about the build up, I think any story needs it. Unless you zoom right into the action and THEN explain everything.
Sitting Dragon: Now Dragon, what sort of Evil Twisted Psychotic Authoress would I be if I told you what was going to happen? Hmmm...that's a good suggestion though...May use it. :-D Thanks!
Elvenprinzcess: The whole thing isn't a dream, merely a false reality that Daine was trying to live in. Gainel is merely going to point out to the Badger or Sara or even Weiryn that Daine is being an idiot making herself believe that everything will be okay. And since I'm the Resident Evil Twisted Psychotic Authoress, EVERYTHING is a desperate situation. :-D *cackles*
Basest-8: Thanks! And I am, I think. :-D
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Sara peered at the Dream God, 'So what you're saying,' She began slowly, eyeing the Hunter God Weiryn, and the Badger, 'is that Daine is lying to herself? That hardly sounds like my girl.'
The Badger looked doubtful, 'Don't you remember when she was thirteen? She thought if she ignored everything, it was all go away.'
Weiryn nodded, 'Besides, there are some problems a mere mortal should not face.'
Gainel sighed, and ruffled his coat, 'Veralidaine is not a mere mortal. She is God Born of the Green Lady and the Hunter. Her Wild Magic allows her friendships with the Beat-People and several of the Immortal Species. She brought about the end of the Immortal War, along with the help of her Mage Love. I believe that Veralidaine and the Mage are the key to solving this imbalance.'
The Badger pawed at the ground, 'I will volunteer to enlighten my Kit. For all the Gods sakes.' The Badger God surrounded himself in silver light, and was gone.
"So mote it be." Sara murmured.
***
Daine watched as if in slow motion as Numair prodded his calm gelding into a trot. A silver light suddenly exploded in front of Spots and the horse reared, throwing off Numair easily as the Badger appeared. He darted out from under Spots' feet and glared at the horse.
'And Proudfoot assured me that his subjects were well mannered.' He huffed.
Numair growled, "You didn't need to appear right in front of him."
'For you, Mortal Mage, anything.' If a badger could roll its eyes, Badger would have done so.
Daine sighed, "Are you both quite finished patronizing each other?" She slid off Cloud and moved to Spots' head, breathing into his nose as he relaxed.
Numair glared at her and stood, wiping off his back in harsh movements. The Badger fixed his gaze on her.
'As sorry as I am to tell you, I was sent by Gainel, Sara, and Weiryn to wake you from this dream you have been living in.' The Badger's mind voice was grave, and it made Daine look up from the now calm Spots.
"But I'm not living in a dream. I'm right here, clear as you."
The Badger sighed, 'Untack your animals, this may take awhile.'
Cloud sighed in relief as the heavy saddle was pulled off, and her hackamore was removed. She and Spots wandered around the pathway, speaking in hushed voices to each other.
Daine and Numair settled into a meditating position and waited for the Badger to begin.
'Three months ago, your war with the Immortals finally ended, but the damage had already been done. The barrier between the Realms had been torn to pieces, and Immortals of all shapes and sizes were pouring out into the Mortal Realm. The Animal Gods have been warning all of their kin to keep to themselves, and run at the sight of Humans or Immortals. There are few that dare defy their Gods, but those who do fade from all Realms. You're friends, the squirrels, the fox, Cloud and Spots, soon they will cease to exist.' The Badger paused as the equines down the path stopped dead. Cloud turned, and trotted back to Daine, nuzzling her shoulder. Daine stood in a daze, pulling out sticks and leaves that Cloud had gathered in her mane. The thought of losing Cloud, her only real family, hurt.
There was a sudden flash of insight to her mind, a vision of Cloud and Spots, their fur aging prematurely, their backs swaying. Another image of Cloud going lame, and another of Spots breaking his leg. An image of a squirrel entered her mind, Flicker, her friend from Long Lake in Dunlath. The fox from that morning, who had just become a father to a rowdy group of boys. She didn't want her friends dying because of her.
She took a deep breath and interrupted Numair and the Badger bickering, "How can we stop it?" Her voice sounded hollow, even to her.
The Badger looked at her sadly, 'The Mage and yourself must re-enter the Divine Realms, and replace the barrier. It will lock many Immortals into the Divine, but you will have many still inhabiting your world, and several times a year, the barrier will open, allowing access to all sorts of Immortals. Perhaps it was to much to ask, but we must.'
Numair stood, and joined Daine as Spots trotted to him. He nodded.
Daine was frowning, "We will go."
***
Gainel watched the scene in the Mortal Realms in his mirror. He smiled sadly at the sight of Daine and Numair agreeing to help. If only they knew the half of it.
Authors Notes: Hehe, I'm writing this at school mostly because I'm not home and you loverly people want another chapter! :-D
Review Answers:
CT Hates Krazy Slobbering Idiots: Why will people think you hate people who can't spell? YAY! You agree about the build up, I think any story needs it. Unless you zoom right into the action and THEN explain everything.
Sitting Dragon: Now Dragon, what sort of Evil Twisted Psychotic Authoress would I be if I told you what was going to happen? Hmmm...that's a good suggestion though...May use it. :-D Thanks!
Elvenprinzcess: The whole thing isn't a dream, merely a false reality that Daine was trying to live in. Gainel is merely going to point out to the Badger or Sara or even Weiryn that Daine is being an idiot making herself believe that everything will be okay. And since I'm the Resident Evil Twisted Psychotic Authoress, EVERYTHING is a desperate situation. :-D *cackles*
Basest-8: Thanks! And I am, I think. :-D
***
Sara peered at the Dream God, 'So what you're saying,' She began slowly, eyeing the Hunter God Weiryn, and the Badger, 'is that Daine is lying to herself? That hardly sounds like my girl.'
The Badger looked doubtful, 'Don't you remember when she was thirteen? She thought if she ignored everything, it was all go away.'
Weiryn nodded, 'Besides, there are some problems a mere mortal should not face.'
Gainel sighed, and ruffled his coat, 'Veralidaine is not a mere mortal. She is God Born of the Green Lady and the Hunter. Her Wild Magic allows her friendships with the Beat-People and several of the Immortal Species. She brought about the end of the Immortal War, along with the help of her Mage Love. I believe that Veralidaine and the Mage are the key to solving this imbalance.'
The Badger pawed at the ground, 'I will volunteer to enlighten my Kit. For all the Gods sakes.' The Badger God surrounded himself in silver light, and was gone.
"So mote it be." Sara murmured.
***
Daine watched as if in slow motion as Numair prodded his calm gelding into a trot. A silver light suddenly exploded in front of Spots and the horse reared, throwing off Numair easily as the Badger appeared. He darted out from under Spots' feet and glared at the horse.
'And Proudfoot assured me that his subjects were well mannered.' He huffed.
Numair growled, "You didn't need to appear right in front of him."
'For you, Mortal Mage, anything.' If a badger could roll its eyes, Badger would have done so.
Daine sighed, "Are you both quite finished patronizing each other?" She slid off Cloud and moved to Spots' head, breathing into his nose as he relaxed.
Numair glared at her and stood, wiping off his back in harsh movements. The Badger fixed his gaze on her.
'As sorry as I am to tell you, I was sent by Gainel, Sara, and Weiryn to wake you from this dream you have been living in.' The Badger's mind voice was grave, and it made Daine look up from the now calm Spots.
"But I'm not living in a dream. I'm right here, clear as you."
The Badger sighed, 'Untack your animals, this may take awhile.'
Cloud sighed in relief as the heavy saddle was pulled off, and her hackamore was removed. She and Spots wandered around the pathway, speaking in hushed voices to each other.
Daine and Numair settled into a meditating position and waited for the Badger to begin.
'Three months ago, your war with the Immortals finally ended, but the damage had already been done. The barrier between the Realms had been torn to pieces, and Immortals of all shapes and sizes were pouring out into the Mortal Realm. The Animal Gods have been warning all of their kin to keep to themselves, and run at the sight of Humans or Immortals. There are few that dare defy their Gods, but those who do fade from all Realms. You're friends, the squirrels, the fox, Cloud and Spots, soon they will cease to exist.' The Badger paused as the equines down the path stopped dead. Cloud turned, and trotted back to Daine, nuzzling her shoulder. Daine stood in a daze, pulling out sticks and leaves that Cloud had gathered in her mane. The thought of losing Cloud, her only real family, hurt.
There was a sudden flash of insight to her mind, a vision of Cloud and Spots, their fur aging prematurely, their backs swaying. Another image of Cloud going lame, and another of Spots breaking his leg. An image of a squirrel entered her mind, Flicker, her friend from Long Lake in Dunlath. The fox from that morning, who had just become a father to a rowdy group of boys. She didn't want her friends dying because of her.
She took a deep breath and interrupted Numair and the Badger bickering, "How can we stop it?" Her voice sounded hollow, even to her.
The Badger looked at her sadly, 'The Mage and yourself must re-enter the Divine Realms, and replace the barrier. It will lock many Immortals into the Divine, but you will have many still inhabiting your world, and several times a year, the barrier will open, allowing access to all sorts of Immortals. Perhaps it was to much to ask, but we must.'
Numair stood, and joined Daine as Spots trotted to him. He nodded.
Daine was frowning, "We will go."
***
Gainel watched the scene in the Mortal Realms in his mirror. He smiled sadly at the sight of Daine and Numair agreeing to help. If only they knew the half of it.
