Me: Hey Arow.
Arow: Hun? [ in wolf form]
Me: You have been chewing in that elk bone for the past hour, what's so great about it?
Arow: Not chewing, Gnawing.
Me: what's the difference.
Arow: You chew your food in order to swallow and digest it properly, you Gnaw a bone for other purposes.
Me: Oh. So the proper term for gum is gnawing not chewing.
Arow: Dummy! Gnawing is when you cant close your mouth all the way, its practically chewing on something hard, gnawing.
Me: But you just said chewing on something hard, so what's the difference.
Arow: Someone please help me.
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Arow's POV:
"You spotted Maka on Madusa's ship?"
I was busy lapping water from to bowl Tsubaki had given me when Soul came in and began to interrogate me. I was doing a twenty mile perimeter scope to see if there was going to be any trouble at sea with and kishin or other pirates when I spotted Medusa's ship. I sensed Maka's presence their and quickly flew back to our ship. The moment I landed I transformed and told Kid of the situation. Panting. When he left I morphed back into my Wolf-Dragon form to lay down and rest. Tsubaki kindly gave me a bowl of water to drink from. The moment my tong graced the water, Soul came in.
Instead of answering his question I continued to lap thirstily at the water. I guess he didn't catch that I was tired by my heaving and greedy laps.
"Arow."
I stop. Look at him sharply. Then continue to lap.
"ARO-"
WHAT! Cant you see I'm trying to regain composure, just give me a sec. I shouted at him telepathically. I can only do this with him. Its odd and frustrating but surprisingly not uncommon that my abilities will sometimes become limited to the dimensions I go in. Sometimes I have full range, other times I cant even change into my regular appearance, only the one the dimension gives me. Oddly enough my healing and telepathic ability are never affected, although this is a first that my telepathic connection was only limited to one person. It had to be Soul.
My appearances and abilities seem to be based off of him as well. When human I have his red eyes and teeth, only by canines are sharper then the rest and my hair is more silver then it is white and my eyes will occasionally flex or slit depending on my mood like a cat or reptile.
In my Wolf-Dragon form I have all white fur and red eyes, black nose. Turns out my skin is black too under the fur. My bat like wings have the pattern of Souls scythe. Black on top with jagged red on the bottom. Sharp flexible blades rest on with a gold design were the wings bend to conform to my will. Eye like designs can be found by my shoulder blades on each wing. I also have cuff with a short chain on my left arm in both forms. Silver rings top to bottom and the jagged black and red design in the center. And then theirs my final form.
"Look I'm sorry. But if what you say is true, cant you just give me the info telepathically?"
Sorry cant do two things at once.
"Since when?"
Since I decided to fly TWENTY miles in under FIVE minutes to get here.
"Then can you hurry up. PLEASE"
I was almost tempted to slow down. But the situation was to important. I finished and lifted my head, Licking my chops of any escaping water.
"Satisfied."
Very much so yes.
"Good. So what is this about you seeing Maka."
I transformed back to normal so that the other crew members who crowded around could hear the conversation to and not have it sound so one sided.
"I didn't see her I sensed her on the ship. It was faint but it was their, and fresh which mean she's still on board."
"Are you sure your not just imagining things?" Black Star asked as Soul looked down on the ground, fists clenched. I look over to Black Star and fold my arms across my chest in frustration.
"My senses never lead me astray."
"Where is it headed?" Soul asked looking back up and meeting her eyes.
"Actually its anchored. Its not going anywhere."
"Soul its obviously a trap." Kid said.
"No kidding?" I spouted. "Of course its a trap, that doesn't mean were going to leave her in the hands of that witch right?"
"That's not what I'm saying. I want Maka safe just like everyone does. I'm just saying we need to use precautions."
"So what do you have planned, Soul. Your the captain, you make the final decisions."
He breathed deeply and looked at me intensely.
"How many on the ship."
"Not many only about fifteen. Very few for a trap."
"And Maka? Where is she on the ship."
"Judging by how faint it was its possible she is below deck. Most likely the prison cell. But I'm sure one of the guards spotted me so they will probably move her on deck if its a trap."
"Hm. Alright... Arow?"
"Yeah?"
"How much weight can you carry on your back when you fly?"
"About five hundred pounds, why?"
"Alright Patty, Liz, Tsubaki and I will be in weapon form while Black Star and Kid ride on your back. There aren't that many enemies so stealth will be our-"
"Wow, wow, wow." I stopped him in his speech. "Ride me? What do you think I am? I am no tamed horse. I only allow two people to ride me and that's you and Maka."
I know its weird, but I've never felt comfortable to allow people to ride me without earning my trust first. Family trust is on thing, and I thought of all of them as family, even gave them all engraved whistles to prove that. But physical trust takes time. Last time I thought I could trust someone like that I found a dislocated shoulder, dag on kid kept pooling my fur. Love him but he isn't getting any more rides out of me. Plus I've been a slave more then once, Having someone on my back is like them thinking they have power over me.
"Please Arow?"
"No." I say blandly.
"For Me?" He tries to act sweet. I turn around and cross my arms over my chest.
"No."
"...For Maka." this time his voice is more serious and urgent. I uncross my arms and look at him. I lift my hands up and pretend to try and strangle him.
"BBuurrh! Fine!" I throw my arms down to the side and turn preparing to transform. "For Maka."
By the way, how are you going to come? No one but Maka and I can carry you.
"You'll carry me between your teeth."
you have got to be kidding me.
Me: Still chewing on the bone I see, what's so great about it.
Arow: ITS GNAWING. And I'm writing poem on it in the wolfish written language.
Me: Cool can I see[takes the bone] all I see is a bunch of dots and scratches.
Arow: Only wolves can read it.
Me: looks like chicken scratch to me. Are you sure its not brail?
Arow: its the written language of the wolves.
Me: Hm [inspects it] Are you sure its not bra-
Arow: I'm sure!
Me: REVIEW.