Remember that I don't own any of the characters of Ronin Warriors and
places belonging to it. Yet Kamaree, Lumaree, Nashe, and so on are mine and
are not to be used without my permission. Pretty much, if maree (mar-e) is
in the name, then the character belongs to me. Also, the 'elden' language I
created, so if it seems similar to any language you know, chill, I didn't
know. Anyway.on with the story! :)
.Lumaree.
"Now," begins the one of Wildfire, panting heavily, clutching his abdomen. He stares at Kamaree, noting that she looked uncomfortably familiar to someone he once cared for. But this could not be her. Similar, though, too similar. "Who are you?"
Kamaree dares not answer, trying her best not to show her uneasiness. A sigh departs from inside, her eyes closed, and head tilted forward. "How do I answer you? Do you not know who I am? After conquering Kamatarie, and still you not know?"
"A---no! How are we supposed to know if we never saw you? Jeez, lady, you're psycho!" Kento of Hardrock bursts out, arms folded over subarmor.
"He's got a good point, for once," adds Rowen of Strata, surprised look on his face. He steps forward, closing in tightly on the girl.
"But she saved us, didn't she? I mean---" Cye begins but is cut short.
"Cye, come on, how did she save us? She made the guy even angrier! Didn't you see?" retorts Kento, smirking.
Kamaree faces Kento, features contorted into rage. Already she did not like this warrior. She knew she would have trouble with him, but already? They had just met!
"Kamarlee tay Kamaree,
Sue ta lee.
Sah sha su maratache.
Sah may luta rarela.
Maluna she cu?"
"What?" coughs Kento, completely baffled at her unfamiliar language.
"Cry out woman of The Chosen
Her words made known to thee
Her life belongs to thee.
I think that's it, and also she wants to know if you're so stupid that you can't figure it out.I think," adds Sage of Halo.
"Stupid!?"
Chuckles arise from the group, all except Kento. His face begins to glow scarlet with anger.
"Boy, she's got you, Kento!" snickers Rowen.
"You're correct, Sage of Halo. Amazing, one who knows of the elden tongue. That language is dead to most," Kamaree replies, turning toward Halo. "How you learned it, or however, I honor thee, for 'tis a language sweet, though harsh for common use."
He remains speechless, not wanting to reveal that he honestly did not know how he knew such a strange language. Yet, he knew the words were spoken correctly. He could feel it in his heart.
"Come White Fang, we have work to do," whispers the Chosen One, hand held in the direction of the white wolf. She wants to part from this place as soon as possible. Lumaree and she have committed treason against the Maree circle already. Their crimes they do not want to increase.
"Wait," interrupts Ryo, taking her arm and turning her to face him. "We don't know your name."
She sighs, glancing into his glittering tiger blue eyes, then turns her sight toward the ground. "My name?" she hesitates, unsure of what to say. She has committed treason so far. Should she add the charges? "Just call me Kamaree. My real name I do not give out, for it is forbidden. I am sorry."
Ryo drags her out of hearing distance from the company, ignoring the strange looks from the other four and a harsh growl of the wolf. He makes sure that the others are out of hearing distance before beginning. "I know you, don't I?" he persists, staring harshly at her. His blue eyes are slitted, focusing, searching his memory. "Your looks are slightly different, but--I know you."
Kamaree remains silent, eyes widened, staring into his. Quickly, sights are turned toward the earth once again. She attempts to yank her arm from Ryo's grasp, but is unsuccessful. "No, Ryo Sanada, you don't know me---"
"Your name, just tell me your name!" he insists, clutching harder, as if his life depended on it. His mind would not let it go. "Don't lie to me."
"If I told you---" she begins, twisting her arm from his grasp. Her hand lowers toward the dagger on her right thigh. "I can't tell you my name, or else it is the end--"
"The end of what? Then how do you know mine?" His mind fills with confusion. He wonders why she is not allowed to speak her name-something simple. What is she, a spy-or maybe too worried that she will trigger something she does not want him to know.
"I--I just do. Tis the way of the Maree, Wildfire. My name is Kamaree. Use that, please, I beg you---And let me be! I hath come to aid, not be questioned about irrelevant information." She turns from him, slate hued cloak whirling, and closing once more to shield the glow from her silver armor. She hesitates, glancing back toward her white wolf and calls to him. "Lumaree shu nah."
With a throaty growl, he stirs from his sitting position. His ears are flattened against his skull; his ice colored eyes a light with acute rage. Crimson hued fangs snap in the direction of the one dubbed Kento, but shows no aggression towards any other warrior. He thrusts forward with a bark, trotting toward the Kamaree.
"Whoa! God!" yelps Kento, stepping backwards from the wolf. "Thing tried to take a bite outta me! Did you see?"
Rowen chuckles, patting Kento on the shoulder briefly. "I don't think he likes you, Kento."
"Fine with me, just keep it away. Hey, look at White Blaze!"
Suddenly, the white tiger blocks the wolf's path, fringed skull lowered, sable eyes upon the lupine. A snarl verges from his throat, then settles in silence. White Fang greets the same. Lips of his muzzle peel back, revealing glistening ivory fangs; his white fur bristled. He then falls into silence. Both creatures stare at one another, communicating with each other's thoughts.
"White Blaze, what is it?" Ryo calls out, turning in the direction of his tiger. Confusion floods his face as he steps forward. Kamaree suddenly stops him. She wraps a hand around his shoulder, her silken glove nearly slipping off of his subarmor.
"They are speaking, Ryo of Wildfire. It is best to let them be," answers Kamaree softly. She frowns, not understanding why both creatures would not allow her to listen. Never before has White Fang blocked her from his conversations.
"What?" inquires Ryo, glancing at Kamaree, before vision returns to his tiger. "What do you mean? How?"
Sage stares at the two creatures, attempting to decipher their meanings. He then glances at Kamaree, noticing her confusion. He quietly and wordlessly heads to the silvery protector, nearing enough to whisper in her ear.
"What are they saying?" asks Sage, leaning toward her. He still watches White Blaze and White Fang, growls beginning to rumble from both creatures.
"Just about what might happen, I am guessing. They will not allow me into their conversation. Strange, never has White Fang excluded me before. Hmm, he must be missing his home of the La-Ray Mountains. Yet, they are magical and wise, both White Blaze and White Fang. They should be respected," she replies, edging closer. "Oh! Sorry!" she apologizes, quickly leaning back as her shoulder clashes with his. A warm feeling travels through her body, yet she shivers without understanding. She turns her head away, blushing, while commenting, "you five have to shrink, you're too tall, you realize that?"
"You need to grow," he replies, stepping from Kamaree awkwardly. His uneasiness of females is present and easily perceived. Yet, he tries his best to hide it and ignore it, feeling that speaking with this unusual stranger is more important.
Suddenly, Kamaree steps back, turns, and then begins to run. She calls out to her companion, "Lumaree! We must depart!" The council is calling, and dread is beginning to invade their minds. None of them know what it is, but it chilled her to the bone. Doom is coming.
"Sah lah," breathes White Fang, audible enough for only White Blaze. He gyrates on his hind legs and sprints forward, catching up easily with Kamaree.
"Wait! I still need to ask you---" Sage yells, turning in the direction of Kamaree and Lumaree. He sighs after realizing that both girl and wolf have vanished. He does not say anything else.
.Lumaree.
"Now," begins the one of Wildfire, panting heavily, clutching his abdomen. He stares at Kamaree, noting that she looked uncomfortably familiar to someone he once cared for. But this could not be her. Similar, though, too similar. "Who are you?"
Kamaree dares not answer, trying her best not to show her uneasiness. A sigh departs from inside, her eyes closed, and head tilted forward. "How do I answer you? Do you not know who I am? After conquering Kamatarie, and still you not know?"
"A---no! How are we supposed to know if we never saw you? Jeez, lady, you're psycho!" Kento of Hardrock bursts out, arms folded over subarmor.
"He's got a good point, for once," adds Rowen of Strata, surprised look on his face. He steps forward, closing in tightly on the girl.
"But she saved us, didn't she? I mean---" Cye begins but is cut short.
"Cye, come on, how did she save us? She made the guy even angrier! Didn't you see?" retorts Kento, smirking.
Kamaree faces Kento, features contorted into rage. Already she did not like this warrior. She knew she would have trouble with him, but already? They had just met!
"Kamarlee tay Kamaree,
Sue ta lee.
Sah sha su maratache.
Sah may luta rarela.
Maluna she cu?"
"What?" coughs Kento, completely baffled at her unfamiliar language.
"Cry out woman of The Chosen
Her words made known to thee
Her life belongs to thee.
I think that's it, and also she wants to know if you're so stupid that you can't figure it out.I think," adds Sage of Halo.
"Stupid!?"
Chuckles arise from the group, all except Kento. His face begins to glow scarlet with anger.
"Boy, she's got you, Kento!" snickers Rowen.
"You're correct, Sage of Halo. Amazing, one who knows of the elden tongue. That language is dead to most," Kamaree replies, turning toward Halo. "How you learned it, or however, I honor thee, for 'tis a language sweet, though harsh for common use."
He remains speechless, not wanting to reveal that he honestly did not know how he knew such a strange language. Yet, he knew the words were spoken correctly. He could feel it in his heart.
"Come White Fang, we have work to do," whispers the Chosen One, hand held in the direction of the white wolf. She wants to part from this place as soon as possible. Lumaree and she have committed treason against the Maree circle already. Their crimes they do not want to increase.
"Wait," interrupts Ryo, taking her arm and turning her to face him. "We don't know your name."
She sighs, glancing into his glittering tiger blue eyes, then turns her sight toward the ground. "My name?" she hesitates, unsure of what to say. She has committed treason so far. Should she add the charges? "Just call me Kamaree. My real name I do not give out, for it is forbidden. I am sorry."
Ryo drags her out of hearing distance from the company, ignoring the strange looks from the other four and a harsh growl of the wolf. He makes sure that the others are out of hearing distance before beginning. "I know you, don't I?" he persists, staring harshly at her. His blue eyes are slitted, focusing, searching his memory. "Your looks are slightly different, but--I know you."
Kamaree remains silent, eyes widened, staring into his. Quickly, sights are turned toward the earth once again. She attempts to yank her arm from Ryo's grasp, but is unsuccessful. "No, Ryo Sanada, you don't know me---"
"Your name, just tell me your name!" he insists, clutching harder, as if his life depended on it. His mind would not let it go. "Don't lie to me."
"If I told you---" she begins, twisting her arm from his grasp. Her hand lowers toward the dagger on her right thigh. "I can't tell you my name, or else it is the end--"
"The end of what? Then how do you know mine?" His mind fills with confusion. He wonders why she is not allowed to speak her name-something simple. What is she, a spy-or maybe too worried that she will trigger something she does not want him to know.
"I--I just do. Tis the way of the Maree, Wildfire. My name is Kamaree. Use that, please, I beg you---And let me be! I hath come to aid, not be questioned about irrelevant information." She turns from him, slate hued cloak whirling, and closing once more to shield the glow from her silver armor. She hesitates, glancing back toward her white wolf and calls to him. "Lumaree shu nah."
With a throaty growl, he stirs from his sitting position. His ears are flattened against his skull; his ice colored eyes a light with acute rage. Crimson hued fangs snap in the direction of the one dubbed Kento, but shows no aggression towards any other warrior. He thrusts forward with a bark, trotting toward the Kamaree.
"Whoa! God!" yelps Kento, stepping backwards from the wolf. "Thing tried to take a bite outta me! Did you see?"
Rowen chuckles, patting Kento on the shoulder briefly. "I don't think he likes you, Kento."
"Fine with me, just keep it away. Hey, look at White Blaze!"
Suddenly, the white tiger blocks the wolf's path, fringed skull lowered, sable eyes upon the lupine. A snarl verges from his throat, then settles in silence. White Fang greets the same. Lips of his muzzle peel back, revealing glistening ivory fangs; his white fur bristled. He then falls into silence. Both creatures stare at one another, communicating with each other's thoughts.
"White Blaze, what is it?" Ryo calls out, turning in the direction of his tiger. Confusion floods his face as he steps forward. Kamaree suddenly stops him. She wraps a hand around his shoulder, her silken glove nearly slipping off of his subarmor.
"They are speaking, Ryo of Wildfire. It is best to let them be," answers Kamaree softly. She frowns, not understanding why both creatures would not allow her to listen. Never before has White Fang blocked her from his conversations.
"What?" inquires Ryo, glancing at Kamaree, before vision returns to his tiger. "What do you mean? How?"
Sage stares at the two creatures, attempting to decipher their meanings. He then glances at Kamaree, noticing her confusion. He quietly and wordlessly heads to the silvery protector, nearing enough to whisper in her ear.
"What are they saying?" asks Sage, leaning toward her. He still watches White Blaze and White Fang, growls beginning to rumble from both creatures.
"Just about what might happen, I am guessing. They will not allow me into their conversation. Strange, never has White Fang excluded me before. Hmm, he must be missing his home of the La-Ray Mountains. Yet, they are magical and wise, both White Blaze and White Fang. They should be respected," she replies, edging closer. "Oh! Sorry!" she apologizes, quickly leaning back as her shoulder clashes with his. A warm feeling travels through her body, yet she shivers without understanding. She turns her head away, blushing, while commenting, "you five have to shrink, you're too tall, you realize that?"
"You need to grow," he replies, stepping from Kamaree awkwardly. His uneasiness of females is present and easily perceived. Yet, he tries his best to hide it and ignore it, feeling that speaking with this unusual stranger is more important.
Suddenly, Kamaree steps back, turns, and then begins to run. She calls out to her companion, "Lumaree! We must depart!" The council is calling, and dread is beginning to invade their minds. None of them know what it is, but it chilled her to the bone. Doom is coming.
"Sah lah," breathes White Fang, audible enough for only White Blaze. He gyrates on his hind legs and sprints forward, catching up easily with Kamaree.
"Wait! I still need to ask you---" Sage yells, turning in the direction of Kamaree and Lumaree. He sighs after realizing that both girl and wolf have vanished. He does not say anything else.