What in the world was that feeling? That dark, dangerous feeling radiating from somewhere outside her literal hole in the ground? Something was out there, calling to her. Come...come and see. Well, you can't resist a pull on you liuke the one she was feeling, so with a mutter of some incoherent curse she crawled her way from the ground. She looked up into the dark night sky, and saw something dark zip past the stars, followed by several other dark shapes. What...what were those things? She had scurried to where the darkness was strongest. She peered curiously over the edge of the cliff, and now sat perched upon a ledge. Higher than that where the Master of this domain stood, higher than anyone would care to look. She watched from there, above everyone's heads, neck craning to see the Flight patterns. Head twisted and turned and snapped to try to take everything in at once, nearly twisting her skull from it's place on her shoulders. She sat, spellbound. These beasts, they were magnificent! These were the animals...what were they? She couldn't remember. Dragons? Yes, there were the dragons she could see dart about the sky during those ungodly hours of light. These were the presences she felt, the presences that shook her den whenever one would land close. She had never seen so many! And they were so different! Heads, tails, more heads with gleeming teeth and blood thirsty eyes. Dark scales that glittered gemlike in the moonlight. Wings that beat the air, taking their great bodies into flight. So dark, so wonderful! And so close! She swore she could reach out and touch them as they whipped past her. And these...passions! The feelings that the beasts broadcasted to her, they made her head spin! She felt dizzy with the pride, the lust and desire, the strength and the utter thrill from those - both man and dragon - about her. What Creatures. What Marvels. While the being had seen and felt the dragons, These were something totally different. The strength within Them...it sent chills across the being's spine. It made her blood boil and her skin burn like a thousand ants were biting her all at once. She had to clench her eyes shut; her mind going in so many directions at once that the being nearly collapsed from her seat, her dirtied claws just barely managing to hold her place. She had to get closer. Like a shadow, the female slipped down the wall of the Cy. By now, so many of the humanoids were wrapped up within each other (an act she made herself promise to figure out later ), or trying to cover those engrossed...that not one of them noticed the dark form slink to the flat landing. There was no one to stop her as she, with wide eyes and slacking jaw, crept along the wall until she could feel the screams of the Hydras and Bipeds vibrating through her soul. Of course, having never seen a Flight, a Frenzy, or any of this before, the being had no idea the danger she was in. Even if she had, it was most likely she wouldn't have cared. These Creatures had entrapped her with wonder...and the only thing she wanted was a closer look. She crouched in a corner, close to where the herd beasts had been thrown one drained of blood, while she watched. Such wonderful, wonderful things. She wondered where they had all come from. They were obviously here to mate...to produce more of their own kind. And such passions of mating desire, pride of being the one to catch the female to to be the female being chased. The pale girl shook her head...they were making her dizzy again. It was such an overload on her senses...soon her eyes fluttered, and the world grew dark. With a groan, the night being allowed her eyes to flutter open. For a moment, she thought she had dreamed all of that past night, but one look at the stone walls around her revealed that as false. She sat up to find herself in a very comfortable bed...and clean! By the moons, someone had bathed her! Her skin was no longer covered in a layer of dirt, nor was there grime and blood under her claws. She reached up to touch her hair, and found it had been washed and combed. She pulled a lock to her face, sniffing at it, and almost smiling at the soft, clean scent she sensed. A voice in the hall outside the room caused her to snap her head that way. Someone coming? Who? Would they hurt her? The female scrambled from the bed and tried to hide in the shadow of a dresser as the form appeared in the doorway. "Well, you're awake." |
| Text (c) Jennifer, yr 2003 & Beyond. Flight Information (c) Cy Dragonstake. |