Hey guys, this chap. will be uploaded a bit earlier than usual. To Zayn, did you mean by the characters POVs? Because I actually planned to do so in this chapter, I just wanted to catch the essence of everyone before I did. But I'll switch back. To newguy100, um… I don't exactly have a put-together schedule. I usually try to update at least once or twice a week nowadays. Sometimes, I surprise myself, haha. BUT what I can do is PM you when I'm working on a new chapter. So you know a bit ahead of time.

Let's get going.

-Nay Wan, You Fool-

-Tigress' POV-

Of course the night was bustling with joy and laughter. Yet, I felt empty. I don't feel like being here. I spent a lot of time with Seytu tonight. I enjoyed tonight. I don't want to be mistaken for that. Maybe I'll just say I feel sick. In a way, I do. It's the best excuse right now. Plus the night was ending; Po could handle anyone to come. Normally, I would jump all over fighting an intruder. Just not… now. Not for the rest of the night. I ask Seytu of he's okay. He looks at me, nods, and questions if I was. I smile and nod too. I kissed him on the head and told him that I was going to sleep. He nods and runs off to play.

"Po, I'm just not feeling well tonight. I'm sorry, I think I need to go home. Are you going to be okay here for the next few hours?" I ask dully.

"Oh yeah, yeah. I'll be fine, don't worry. Are you okay?" What do I answer to him? He's Po. I should be able to tell him more than I can tell myself.

"I'll be okay. I'm not feeling well. I'll see you in the morning." I say and quickly turn to leave. The urge to leave suddenly shoots into the sky. Po's voice is heard over the crowd.
"Wait, Tigress what if Dai-"

"What about him?" I sad turning around to face him. I throw my arms up. I felt frustrated. He shuts his mouth in an instant. Sorry Po. "Never mind." He calls out and waves me goodbye.

On the way home I feel as though I might stumble and fall over. The Soaring Corner is bustling with a lively win, one that could energize anyone. But I didn't allow it for some reason. I stumble over nothing but catch my fall.

I finally reach my house. I walk in and walk to my bedroom. I feel an aching in the bottom of my spine. I lean on the wall and attempt to process just why I would leave such a festival. Am I sad? Am I angry? Can't I just spend time with my child? Is that too much to ask?

Suddenly, I feel a heavy weight around my thighs and knees. My arms and spine then tingle and I feel myself fall over. My vision is clouding to darkness. I'm weak. What is going on?

I wake up on the same hill that rolls by my home. With Seytu's tree standing proudly. But my home was not anywhere to be seen.

I'm sleeping I assume. I'm dreaming. Soon people from the village will show up. Not real people though, obviously. Usually their bodies would appear to fade or act like static. Or their eyes will seem to be made of fog. They could say something that would make me know that the being wasn't the real thing. Either Po or Seytu or Dai Lin could show up. Even Luna or Jade's students could show up. But usually I would detect my dreams. This was one.

"Beautiful." A familiar voice whispers feet behind me. I smile. "Hm. You hadn't been in my last three dreams. I was beginning to wonder where you went." He laughs a little.

"Dreams, huh." He says. I smile and close my eyes. I still do not turn to face him. I usually don't. "Silly Nay Wan. I'm sleeping. It's called a dream."

The sky was black, with the exception of the bright light from the moon. I cross my arms. My legs feel stiff. Something seems just too real about this dream. "I'd like to see you prove it." He says smugly. Was my conscious acting up? That's what Nay Wan was made of. Just a memory. His tone sounded different and he spoke differently. "Please stop." I call out.

"Please stop teasing me." There was silence then he spoke.

"You dream of me quite often, don't you?" He asks softly. I smile dubiously. He was now close behind me.

"You should know. It makes me feel like hell." He says nothing. Then he sighs. Which sends shivers down my back, because he was now right behind me. I stand still. Just in shock. He hasn't ever gotten so close to me in my dreams. It felt strange. Slowly, I take three steps forward. Maybe today, I'll turn around, and see the face that left me so many years ago.

I took the chance. I finally turned around. What I saw, was not what I expected.

He was bigger. Not too much, but it was very noticeable. His face. Not aged, I did not expect it to age, but the change. It was too much for me to handle. He seemed taller. His right eye was replaced with a golden one. That eye was not green like the other. It was glowing too. Large scars covered the whole front part of his body, everywhere. Stomach, chest, legs, arms. The strange silver color in his fur was much more defined. Was this what he looked like in my dreams?

But I knew the answer. It couldn't be. He was based off of a memory and this is not how I remembered Nay Wan. He shoots me a strange smile. It's sweet.

"Damn I've missed you, beautiful." His wide grin that I loved so dearly appeared, and it almost made me drop to my knees.

"No." I said. He took a step my way. "You still look like the Tigress I remember. Still gorgeous." There's no static around him, there's no fog in his eyes. He looks too real. "You're making a mistake. You're making it too hard to forget you."

"Forget me? Well. Forget me all you want. But I can't forget the girl I-"

"Nay Wan, please-"

"Love." He finished and looked at me for a reaction. Love. He loved me.

And he knew I loved him too. I was the one now slowly taking steps toward him. I reached my arm out but I reached no further. He was the one reaching out to me. If this is a dream, I would not be able to feel his presence.

As soon as his paw touched my arm,

I pulled his body and slammed it into mine. My arms wrapped around his neck and my claws slightly into his shoulders. He smelled badly of smoke. But he also smelled like Nay Wan. And I did not release him. I cried into his shoulder, he held me just as tight. If not, tighter. "I miss you." He whispers in my ear. I cry even harder.

"You're crying…" he says, trying to pull away and look at me. I don't allow it. He laughs gently. "I've never heard you cry before. Please stop… I can't bear it." As he asks, I find it in me to stop crying and pull away slightly. I still do not release him from my grip. He looks into my eyes, and I into his. His change in feature didn't rock me so much until now. My voice was still so broken. "H-how did you… how come…" But I couldn't find the right words. I look at him once more. His eyes were now plain. With a hint of adoration.

"…Well… being the Celestial Phoenix has to have some kind of positive side to it. Doesn't it?"

Okay. Thanks guys, sorry not a lot of things are going on anywhere else in this chapter. But I figured it'd be okay. Haha. Bye!