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Lozloxfeafcakerat

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  1. 8 hours ago, Andromeda_ said:

     

     

    "Are you in pain?" He asked the nicheling. "What's going on???" He tried to calm everyone down, but he also looked stressed himself. He really seemed to want to help this nicheling, even though he had just me them...

    (I'm guessing you found me so ye)

    Embarrassment and guilt was the only thing rising from her neck now and it died down to nothing but a few wisps. Tears of pain had bubbled up in her eye from how the smoke shot out. "I changed my mind. I hate it here and I'm never going in this fog again!" She yelped. Her eyes and fog told of thankfulness and relief.

  2. 1 hour ago, YourLocalStranger said:

     

    Thief broke out of the forest to find the weird spirit just sitting there, trails of smoke escaping from it. 

    'Are you okay?' he called out, not really wanting to get any closer. Sharp finally got out of the forest as well, a little bit behind Thief. Should he bring this spirit to guiding? 'What are we supposed to do?' he asked Sharp nervously. 

    Her sharp ears picked up the noise. This is humiliating! Now I need to send out more smoke so they find me!! She took everything she knew and sparks of smoke erupted from her scar. She screamed in pain as slight sparks dropped out as well. She knew where the smoke was going but she didn't dare move.

  3. 1 hour ago, Andromeda_ said:

    He followed behind, though he was a bit slow, as his large body was not built for running, and his giant horns got caught on things.

    The spirit flew up as high as she could but it seemed she couldn't get any further than where she was. She kept her jaws shut and landed on the foggy Moor and don't move.

  4. 1 minute ago, YourLocalStranger said:

    Thief felt a pang of guilt in him. He barely knew the spirit, but of course he had ruined something of hers by sobbing like a little cub. He looked down at his paws. Then back up at Sharp. 

    'Thanks for... Thanks for looking for me. When I ran off. I wasn't really thinking, I didn't know the way back.' He said, slightly embarrassed. He was glad Sharp was here anyway. If he wasn't, then Thief would have to deal with the rude nicheling by himself. The memory of the awful dream was still in the back of his mind. Should he tell Sharp? 

    No! Hissed his thoughts. He'll hate you as well! 

    The spirit flew off into the fog and she almost couldnt see anymore. The guilt in her made the smoke billow more and she halted, rolled her eyes and flew back towards the tree. It seemed like the moor was endless. That's funny! I only was flying for a second! She flew for bout a minute and she started panicking. The smoke howled from her neck as she started screaming for help. She couldn't even hear herself. The fog was far too thick but the smoke rolled towards the tree that she had abandoned Thief. The smoke can give off emotions when they are strong to anybody who inhales it as long as there is lot of the one (Or multiple) emotion.

    (Just predicting you will save me or i will need to make another new character)

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  5. 3 minutes ago, YourLocalStranger said:

    Thief snapped his head up, seeing Sharp before him. 

    'Fine! Fine, I'm f-fine.' He stammered out an automatic response. He felt anything but fine, but ah well. 'I uh, I was just..' Thief struggled to come up with a good lie. He hated lying to basically his only friend. He knew the feeling of lying to someone he cared about was very familiar. It felt terrible. 

    'I just had a dream.' He mumbled, settling for the truth. He didn't need to tell Sharp about it, didn't need to bother his friend. 'You can stay, it's.. I don't want you to leave.' the thought of being alone again in this forest scared him more than telling Sharp his dream. Being alone. For some reason he hated being alone, and yet with a group of more than 3 nichelings, he got nervous! 

    Suddenly, another spirit approached. She didn't look the least bit friendly, but Thief picked himself up, and tried to make himself smile anyway. It didn't work. 

    Thief let Sharp stand in front of him. Sharp was much stronger anyway. He didn't have a useless paw. 

    'Sharp, wait.' Thief muttered. 'We should probably run, if this is the spirits tree.' He knew it sounded cowardly, but what was the point of fighting? He pushed himself out from behind his friend and forced himself to speak. Compared to Sharp, he looked small and squeaky. 

    'We don't mean you any harm! We'll leave if you want us to leave!' he said quickly. But the conversation had already strayed to the strange nichelings scar. She knew where she got hers, even though it looks like she hadn't been here for a while. She probably didn't get it because nichelings hated her. He thought bitterly. Those nichelings in the dream weren't even aiming to kill him, because he was much bigger here than in the dream. They just aimed to break his paw so it couldn't be repaired, for whatever reason. Thief stood right next to Sharp, waiting for the strange spirits answer. 

    The spirit rolled her eyes. "I dont stay in trees when sobby nichelings ruin them. Its yours." She said dryly and flew off toward the foggy moors

  6. 3 hours ago, Andromeda_ said:

    "How do you know so much about yourself already?" Sharp asked, confused. "I haven't seen you before, unless you've been here for a while and just stayed out of sight."

    The spirit shook her head. "I only just arrived. I had a memory and I know how I got my scar, so it's easy to fit.

    (It's quacktail still alive???)

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