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Ckat dragged herself out of her modest bed and started for the bathroom. She shrieked as she fell to the ground. Looking behind her, she saw that she'd fallen over the rabbit that she'd brought back with her from that strange world. He didn't look all that happy with his present predicament either.
That was when one of the priests that looked after Ckat rushed into the room, looked at what was going and nearly feinted.
"Just what's going on here?" he asked, looking at the two of them, "Never mind, this is something we should speak with to your uncle about more then anyone else here," the priest said softly, walking out of the room and waiting for them to follow.
They walked down the halls behind the older man, heading toward the deepest parts of the building.
"So who is this guy?" the rabbit asked, looking up at Ckat with confusion.
"He's my uncle. The other priests look upon him as something of a leader within the parish. Anything that happens here gets his okay before happening," Ckat said softly, as not to be overheard by the walls, "Unfortunately, he's far to sick to get out of bed most days now," she added.
They stopped in front of what had to be the most ornate set of doors in the entire building. The priest lifted his arm to knock on the door when the room's occupant called them inside. They step in quietly and the priest backed out of the room just as quietly.
"Wasn't he supposed to stay and listen to our story?" the rabbit asked, looking up at Ckat with wide eyes.
"He'll have the notary in here after he rests a bit," Ckat said, barely above a whisper.
"Closer," Ckat's uncle beckoned, his eyes still closed.
They quickly did as they were told and knelt beside the bed.
"Now tell what has happened," the old man wheezed, turning his head in their direction.
"We found each other in the world that he came from, we where attacked by these giant dragon creature. You were right about good manners being helpful in real life!" she finished up chirpily.
"Oh, really?" he asked, acting as interested as he could muster, "What happened to tell you that?"
"Those dragons that were attacking us, I just climbed to the top of the tallest pile of stuff and yelled until I got their attention and that's when I told them that they'd forgotten to file a notice of pillage!" she said with more then a laugh to her voice when she finished.
"Now, why don't you introduce to your new friend here?" Father Cail asked, looking over in the rabbit's direction.
"Oh, yes, this is…" she suddenly realized that she hadn't gotten a name from her new friend.
"Elecmon," he answered for his new friend, taking a few steps closer to the pair and bowing again.
"Please, come a little closer," the old man beckoned.
He stepped closer to the old man and let him place a shaking hand atop his fluffy head.
"Hm…. Wide set eyes, small nose," the old priest said before letting his hand drift up towards Elecmon's giant ears, "you are not from this world, are you?" he the priest asked, letting his hand fall to the ground.
"No, I'm not," Elecmon said before noticing the old man's own ears, "And I get the feeling that you aren't either," he added, sitting back on his haunches and looking the priest over quickly before looking back at the girl he had entered the room with, "Does that mean…?" he asked, not sure how to finish his question.
"No, she isn't human either. She's a hybrid of a daemon and a Were. Her mother was my younger sister when she was alive, and a beautiful specimen at that. Now as for her father, I'd best not say anything because of the fact that I've never been very fond of his kind and do not wish to speak ill of the dead."
"That's never stopped you before," Ckat teased, having moved herself over the dresser in the corner of the room and begun to shuffle through the contents.
"Get your hands out of there young lady!" Father Cail nearly barked as the girl darted away from the spot.
"What's this?" she asked holding a necklace next to her uncle's ear.
"That would be something your grandmother found when she was your age abouts. Never did figure out just what it was though," Father Cail stated softly as he ran his fingers over the cool metal beside him before letting his arm drop down to his side.
"Uncle!" Ckat yelled as she rushed up alongside his bed to help him, "Are you alright?" she asked, holding the aging man's arm up from the ground.
"I'll be fine. I'm just a little tired, that's all," Father Cail whispered as he closed his eyes again and letting out a heavy breath, "I just need some time to rest and I'll be fine," he added as he began to drift off.
"What should we do?" Elec asked as he brushed his paw over the old man's arm while he pulled the blanket over him.
"We'd better leave him to rest for the time being," Ckat said quietly as she began to slip out the door.
Elec quickly followed her example and closed the door behind them as quietly as he could.
There you have it folks, another much anticipated chapter from me (yea, right). I know this might be getting a little on the boring side, but I can promise that things are going to get interesting in the next few chapters. Until next time then, see ya!