Kitmit pushed herself into a sitting position with her huge paws and grinned at him. "Danger, here? Tin cans and fuzzballs can't hurt me." Sparky shook his head, looking even more serious than before. "No, Kitmit. It isn't them." Kitmit's grin soon disappeared. She knew that he wasn't lying. Sparky lowered his head slightly, looking hard at Kitmit. "Kitmit, it's Dragokis." Kitmit's mouth fell open in surprise. "Dragokis, here? But... how?" "Draco Felinrah is nearby. Be careful." Now she was definitely confused. "What? Who's--?" Sparky stood up. Now that she took a good look at him, he seemed much bigger than her. He spread his huge black wings. "Be careful." With a soft whoosh and a simple flap of his wings, he was gone in no time. Kitmit gaped at the spot where Sparky once stood. How did he get here? How did he even know it was me? Who is Draco Felinrah? Kitmit layed down on her bed once again. These thoughts troubled her to no end, but she knew that even she wouldn't get anything done if she was too tired to move. And with that final thought, she closed her crystal eyes and was fast asleep.
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Razoff sat up in his bed of leaves and twigs and stared into the darkness. "Hello?" He sat there and strained to hear for only a few seconds before he heard leaves rustle a bit. He wondered if his dear son had finally awoken yet. Razoff decided to sleep outside the tent and keep guard. He lost his son once, he didn't want it to happen again. Calmly, he stood up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He had missed Sky so much. When he saw his little son laying there close to death, he practically lost his mind. But, that was eight years ago. "I don't know how this happened and I don't care. He's back." Razoff smiled at the happy memories he had with his son. And his wife. His dear... Cassandra.
Razoff let his eyes adjust to the darkness and made his way to the leafy tent, almost tripping over Mr. Dark and hearing him mumble something about Andre's hair looking nice that day. Doing his best to forget what Mr. Dark said, he opened the little tent flap and entered. He worked hard, and the tent was actually pretty roomy. He could stand up straight, and even stretch. Only the best for my son, he thought cheerfully. He only took a step forward when he heard something in the tent with him. At first he thought it was Sky just standing up from his bed, but this sounded much... bigger. "H... hello?" Razoff nearly whispered. Then he thought he heard... purring? That stupid Feligard, Razoff thought to himself. He reached to his right and turned on a battery powered lamp that one of the robots had rescued from the ship and light flooded the room, revealing a big cat with big wings and crystal eyes. "Kitmit, get out of here! This tent is for my... K... Kitmit?"
Razoff realized that this huge creature could not possibly be the Feligard after all. Indeed it looked somewhat like her, but EXTREMELY different. It only had two legs. Two very powerful-looking legs. It's face was a little bit longer than Kitmit's. Kitmit looked almost persian-like, but not this. It's fur was all white and it's nose was a pale pink instead of black. It's eyes were equally as beautiful as Kitmit's but lacked something. Almost as though it had no life at all. Not only that, but the dragon wings were attatched to something. An actual dragon!
The dragon lifted its head from it's resting place on the cat's head and started to sniff the air. It knew that somebody else was in there. Suddenly, the dragon's head "looked" straight at Razoff and lunged at him, stopping only a few inches from his face and letting out a ferocious roar, sending it's disgusting saliva and rotten breath all over him. Razoff choked on the disgusting smell and stumbled backwards. Having a bigger nose definitely didn't help the matter. Tears began to squeeze out of his eyes from the foul stench! Razoff looked through the tears and saw that one of the dragon wings were a little full. It was holding HIS SON!!!
His eyes flashed with anger. "DROP HIM RIGHT NOW YOU FREAK!!!" The cat looked at Razoff and continued to purr, almost as though it were looking right through him. It's furry mouth curled into a sweet smile and it's mouth didn't even move after that, but he heard a very familiar voice. "He's grown quite a bit, hasn't he? Someday, he'll be as big as his father." Razoff stepped forward. "Who ARE you, and what do you wa-- wait a minute... it... it CAN'T be... Ca... Cassandra?" She continued to smile, her eyes were now warm and loving. "Yes, Razoff. I have returned."
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Razoff sat up in his bed of leaves and twigs and stared into the darkness. "Hello?" He sat there and strained to hear for only a few seconds before he heard leaves rustle a bit. He wondered if his dear son had finally awoken yet. Razoff decided to sleep outside the tent and keep guard. He lost his son once, he didn't want it to happen again. Calmly, he stood up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He had missed Sky so much. When he saw his little son laying there close to death, he practically lost his mind. But, that was eight years ago. "I don't know how this happened and I don't care. He's back." Razoff smiled at the happy memories he had with his son. And his wife. His dear... Cassandra.
Razoff let his eyes adjust to the darkness and made his way to the leafy tent, almost tripping over Mr. Dark and hearing him mumble something about Andre's hair looking nice that day. Doing his best to forget what Mr. Dark said, he opened the little tent flap and entered. He worked hard, and the tent was actually pretty roomy. He could stand up straight, and even stretch. Only the best for my son, he thought cheerfully. He only took a step forward when he heard something in the tent with him. At first he thought it was Sky just standing up from his bed, but this sounded much... bigger. "H... hello?" Razoff nearly whispered. Then he thought he heard... purring? That stupid Feligard, Razoff thought to himself. He reached to his right and turned on a battery powered lamp that one of the robots had rescued from the ship and light flooded the room, revealing a big cat with big wings and crystal eyes. "Kitmit, get out of here! This tent is for my... K... Kitmit?"
Razoff realized that this huge creature could not possibly be the Feligard after all. Indeed it looked somewhat like her, but EXTREMELY different. It only had two legs. Two very powerful-looking legs. It's face was a little bit longer than Kitmit's. Kitmit looked almost persian-like, but not this. It's fur was all white and it's nose was a pale pink instead of black. It's eyes were equally as beautiful as Kitmit's but lacked something. Almost as though it had no life at all. Not only that, but the dragon wings were attatched to something. An actual dragon!
The dragon lifted its head from it's resting place on the cat's head and started to sniff the air. It knew that somebody else was in there. Suddenly, the dragon's head "looked" straight at Razoff and lunged at him, stopping only a few inches from his face and letting out a ferocious roar, sending it's disgusting saliva and rotten breath all over him. Razoff choked on the disgusting smell and stumbled backwards. Having a bigger nose definitely didn't help the matter. Tears began to squeeze out of his eyes from the foul stench! Razoff looked through the tears and saw that one of the dragon wings were a little full. It was holding HIS SON!!!
His eyes flashed with anger. "DROP HIM RIGHT NOW YOU FREAK!!!" The cat looked at Razoff and continued to purr, almost as though it were looking right through him. It's furry mouth curled into a sweet smile and it's mouth didn't even move after that, but he heard a very familiar voice. "He's grown quite a bit, hasn't he? Someday, he'll be as big as his father." Razoff stepped forward. "Who ARE you, and what do you wa-- wait a minute... it... it CAN'T be... Ca... Cassandra?" She continued to smile, her eyes were now warm and loving. "Yes, Razoff. I have returned."
