Duskheart shook her head frantically, stumbling slightly from the flash of blinding light in her eyes. Then of course, was the pain, but that was more easily ignored. "What...?" She meowed, looking around as the spots slowly faded from her vision. "Where...am I? Ebonystar? Ivoryclaw? Blackwing?" Her patrol had seemingly disappeared. Well, it hadn't been her patrol, not with Ebonystar on it, but still. That didn't change the fact that her paws were not on soft grass, but on a hard ground, not unlike a Thunderpath. "What's...going on? Who..." As she regained her sight, she leaped back with a yelp. "Twolegs!" Her fur fluffed up, and her tail stuck out. She was alone, with a...really big dog, some kind of scaly thing, and a bunch of Twolegs. Please, let this be a dream! She whimpered quietly, inching away from the humans while staying well away from the flashing blue thing.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
IC: "Pfft," Kyle said. "Figures that they bring shields... I'd rather a cloak, myself. Whatever." He leaned against the wall again, not even bothering to try and grab a weapon. He had all he needed in his pocket. "So, Saw-back, huh?" Kyle said quizzically. He pointed his thumb at himself. "Kyle Vladymus. You don't look like anything in the Wizarding World..."
Saw-back laughed as he watched the cat wake up. "Don't worry little furball, I don't think anyone here will hurt you." Saw-back looked over at the human who ahd spoken to him. "You don't like anything from my world either. Looks like we'll be having a bit of fun some time soon too." He grinned, baring all of his sharp, dagger-like teeth as he stared at the weapons the beast had dropped off.
-- Edited by Dragonpaw on Tuesday 17th of March 2009 12:08:45 AM
Will's jaw dropped at how easily Kyle was talking with the large lizard with a saw coming out of its back. A scared voice came from where the cat and the wolf had been so Will turned to see if another person had woken up. Yet the sight he was met with wasnt a person. The abnormally large cat's green eyes were wide and scared. Will gasped, "It can talk!" What the heck was going on?!
Duskheart almost shrank back when one of the Twolegs looked at her, but she froze halfway. "I...can understand you?!" She took a timid step forward. "B-but...you're a Twoleg! I'm...a warrior!" She puffed out her chest. Warriors didn't show how scared they were. Never. She unsheathed her claws silently, just in case she needed them. Then she took a deep breath and stared around the room, keeping well away from the large dog. That was when she looked down at her paws and realized that they looked larger than normal. "What's wrong with my paws?" She asked disbelievingly, looking baffled, having almost forgotten her fear.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Will had noticed the long ivory claws slip out of teh large cat's very large paws. Will trembled slightly to himself. Kitty's familiar voice whispered in his earreminding him of the first day he had met the blue eyes girl. The large cat standing infront of him very much reminded him of his mental representation of how he saw her and himself that day. He now felt more than ever like a possum. "I-I s-suppose you can understand us." Will chuckled nervously. "W-what is odd is i cant figure out why... b-but for now you can p-put the claws away. These collars shock us if we do something wrong i think." Will pointed to the thin blue metal on her neck and his.
IC: "Fun in battle, fun in death, I guess," Kyle shrugged. "I would assume that your increase in size would have to do with the physics of this world or possibly a side-effect of the apparent interdimensional travel that we've gone through." When several eyebrows were raised at this, he shrugged again. "Just because I'm a wizard doesn't mean science doesn't apply," he said. "Though, I guess in some senses that is true..."
Duskheart's eyes leaped to the small piece of silver that was barely in her vision. She sheathed her claws: the jittery Twoleg wasn't going to hurt her at least. "This feels like...a kittypet collar!" She spat at the floor, and tried to reach for the collar. Stupid thing, it pinched her fur. She gave up and padded closer to the humans, looking at each one closely. "Why do you all look so different?" She asked. Before, Twolegs had seemed all the same, just a repeat of the same mold, with maybe different fur colors on their fur tufts.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Will turned his attention away from the cat for a moment to give a very confused stare to Kyle. Wizard? Interdimensional whatchamacallits? This was all hurting his already throbbing head. Before he could do anything else he collapsed to the ground and sat there propped up on his hands. So this wasnt his world? That would explain the pale green sky he saw and the odd blue glowing people. He turned his hazel eyes back to th ebrown tabby she cat. " I truly have no idea. Might as well ask, Do you have a name? I am Will Rochester. Just call me Will though..."
"I'm Duskheart, warrior of StreamClan." She puffed out her chest a little more, and then laughed a cat-like laugh, padding closer to the Twoleg called Will. "Can't wait to explain what happened here to Ebonystar. She'll love a good story." Duskheart looked up, and loathed the roof above her for obstructing the stars. Then she realized...they might not be StarClan up there. In fact, if this weren't her world, then why should StarClan be here? She let out a small wail. "What have I done for StarClan to abandon me so?"
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."