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Skyy walked down to the stables to visit some of them more friendly palace horses when she saw Jake waiting for her at there usual meeting place.
"Hey," called Jake as he ran toward her, "Skyy, where have you been? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."
She shrugged, "I've shown you all the interesting places in Corus. Besides, that lady you were talking to last night could probably have shown you a better time then me." Skyy said the last few words with such distaste you could practically here the jelousy in her voice.
"That was Lady Beth of Eldorne. You know her aunt, Delia. She has recently been having trouble with the peasants of her fief. I was trying to be sympathetic," said Jake indignantly.
Skyy snorted, "If that's sympathy I don't know what flirting is."
Jake looked angry now, "Skyy, what does it matter to you anyway if I was flirting with her, which I wasn't! You were the one kissing Arry of Queenscove!"
Skyy turned red with embarrassment, "I was drunk. I didn't mean it. Arry understands."
Jake looked at her seriously, "Perhaps you wouldn't get into such awkward situations if you didn't get so drunk!"
"That was the first time I'd ever been drunk in my entire life!" Skyy was practically screaming now. She felt angry, sad, embarrassed, and ashamed, "I'll see you tomorrow Jake." Then she ran to her family's suite to cry.
When she got home she flopped onto her bed and cried out all her tears. Once that was done she felt much better and her mind was clearer. She stepped out of her room to get a drink of water only to find her mother sitting at the table.
"Ma!" she cried, throwing her arms around her mother.
"Hello, Skyy. I guess you missed me," she said with a small smile.
Skyy wiped a tear from her cheek, "It's been a difficult week."
"I can see that," replied her mother.
"I'm going to go for a run alright mother," said Skyy.
"Of course," said Daine. Then Skyy left.
Skyy shapeshifted into horse shape once she had reached the edge of the forest, then took off like a shot. Galloping, forgetting all her cares and simply enjoying the feel of her hooves pounding the ground and the wind blowing through her mane.
After a while she began to tire and decided to head back to the palace. She looked around; she hadn't realized that the sun had set. Now it was beginning to grow dark. She didn't know which way the palace was now! She shapeshifted into a squirrel and ran up the side of a tree. She could just barely see the place. There was no way she would be able to find her way back on foot so she took the shape of a hawk.
As she took flight she realized that this may not have been the best plan. The wind was strong and against her, which made flying difficult. Many of the other birds who had landed in the trees call to her, wondering why someone would be stupid enough to fly in such a wind as this. A wind like this always meant a bad storm was on the way. Skyy looked up. It was true, what the birds had told her, the sky was covered in clouds and it looked as if it was ready to rain. Skyy decided to try and quicken her pace.
She flew hard and fast, long past nightfall and was beginning to wonder if she had gotten turned around or gone the wrong direction. Suddenly she saw it, a small speck below her. The wind had grown so powerful by now that it did not matter where she was, she had to land. She landed on the ground and shapeshifted into the shape of a cat, hoping someone might take her into whatever the building she had landed by was. She scratched at the door mewing, but no one came. Skyy was beginning to lose hope when she herd a voice, Come, it's warm inside. A drop of rain fell on her nose as she turned to see an orange and white tabby sitting a few feet away from her.
Follow me, said the tabby as he turned away from her and began to trot towards a barn that Skyy hadn't noticed. She followed, just one step behind. The rain was coming down harder now and she had to get inside.
Once they were inside and they had shook all the water from their fur the tabby began to talk to her again.
My name is Chinko, who are you? He asked her. He was young, maybe two years old and still was kittenish. He pounced at an imaginary mouse.
My friends call me Skyy, she said. Ma always told her to be kind to her host, human or animal, Thank you for giving me shelter.
Chinko gave a mental shrug; I could not leave you all alone out there in the cold.
Excuse me, but might you happen to know where we are? She asked him.
Sure, he said, you're in Blue Harbor.
So, she was in Blue Harbor, which was two days ride from Corus. She would have to fly home in the morning. She must have gotten way off course.
She muttered another thank you then curled up in a haystack and went to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Okay, I hope that that was interesting enough. And I hope that there was finally enough magic and shape shifting for those of you who though I didn't have enough. *Pulls a chocolate bar out of her pocket and unwraps it* now it's time for me to relax and take a break. That took me 45 minutes to write! *unfortunately sad but true* Aloha!
P.S. What do you think should happen next? I've got an ending I just need some more stuff to happen between now and then. R & R! Bye!
Skyy walked down to the stables to visit some of them more friendly palace horses when she saw Jake waiting for her at there usual meeting place.
"Hey," called Jake as he ran toward her, "Skyy, where have you been? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."
She shrugged, "I've shown you all the interesting places in Corus. Besides, that lady you were talking to last night could probably have shown you a better time then me." Skyy said the last few words with such distaste you could practically here the jelousy in her voice.
"That was Lady Beth of Eldorne. You know her aunt, Delia. She has recently been having trouble with the peasants of her fief. I was trying to be sympathetic," said Jake indignantly.
Skyy snorted, "If that's sympathy I don't know what flirting is."
Jake looked angry now, "Skyy, what does it matter to you anyway if I was flirting with her, which I wasn't! You were the one kissing Arry of Queenscove!"
Skyy turned red with embarrassment, "I was drunk. I didn't mean it. Arry understands."
Jake looked at her seriously, "Perhaps you wouldn't get into such awkward situations if you didn't get so drunk!"
"That was the first time I'd ever been drunk in my entire life!" Skyy was practically screaming now. She felt angry, sad, embarrassed, and ashamed, "I'll see you tomorrow Jake." Then she ran to her family's suite to cry.
When she got home she flopped onto her bed and cried out all her tears. Once that was done she felt much better and her mind was clearer. She stepped out of her room to get a drink of water only to find her mother sitting at the table.
"Ma!" she cried, throwing her arms around her mother.
"Hello, Skyy. I guess you missed me," she said with a small smile.
Skyy wiped a tear from her cheek, "It's been a difficult week."
"I can see that," replied her mother.
"I'm going to go for a run alright mother," said Skyy.
"Of course," said Daine. Then Skyy left.
Skyy shapeshifted into horse shape once she had reached the edge of the forest, then took off like a shot. Galloping, forgetting all her cares and simply enjoying the feel of her hooves pounding the ground and the wind blowing through her mane.
After a while she began to tire and decided to head back to the palace. She looked around; she hadn't realized that the sun had set. Now it was beginning to grow dark. She didn't know which way the palace was now! She shapeshifted into a squirrel and ran up the side of a tree. She could just barely see the place. There was no way she would be able to find her way back on foot so she took the shape of a hawk.
As she took flight she realized that this may not have been the best plan. The wind was strong and against her, which made flying difficult. Many of the other birds who had landed in the trees call to her, wondering why someone would be stupid enough to fly in such a wind as this. A wind like this always meant a bad storm was on the way. Skyy looked up. It was true, what the birds had told her, the sky was covered in clouds and it looked as if it was ready to rain. Skyy decided to try and quicken her pace.
She flew hard and fast, long past nightfall and was beginning to wonder if she had gotten turned around or gone the wrong direction. Suddenly she saw it, a small speck below her. The wind had grown so powerful by now that it did not matter where she was, she had to land. She landed on the ground and shapeshifted into the shape of a cat, hoping someone might take her into whatever the building she had landed by was. She scratched at the door mewing, but no one came. Skyy was beginning to lose hope when she herd a voice, Come, it's warm inside. A drop of rain fell on her nose as she turned to see an orange and white tabby sitting a few feet away from her.
Follow me, said the tabby as he turned away from her and began to trot towards a barn that Skyy hadn't noticed. She followed, just one step behind. The rain was coming down harder now and she had to get inside.
Once they were inside and they had shook all the water from their fur the tabby began to talk to her again.
My name is Chinko, who are you? He asked her. He was young, maybe two years old and still was kittenish. He pounced at an imaginary mouse.
My friends call me Skyy, she said. Ma always told her to be kind to her host, human or animal, Thank you for giving me shelter.
Chinko gave a mental shrug; I could not leave you all alone out there in the cold.
Excuse me, but might you happen to know where we are? She asked him.
Sure, he said, you're in Blue Harbor.
So, she was in Blue Harbor, which was two days ride from Corus. She would have to fly home in the morning. She must have gotten way off course.
She muttered another thank you then curled up in a haystack and went to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Okay, I hope that that was interesting enough. And I hope that there was finally enough magic and shape shifting for those of you who though I didn't have enough. *Pulls a chocolate bar out of her pocket and unwraps it* now it's time for me to relax and take a break. That took me 45 minutes to write! *unfortunately sad but true* Aloha!
P.S. What do you think should happen next? I've got an ending I just need some more stuff to happen between now and then. R & R! Bye!