Post by Sivoncé™ on Dec 26, 2007 19:09:43 GMT -5
Mist padded into the silent Twilight Clearing, hoping Kiara wasn't too far behind her. She sniffed around the unfamiliar clearing warily. She gazed up at the tall, ancient tree in front of her. There was a gaping hole at the bottom of it, revealing a root cave beneath the tree. Cautiously, Mist squirmed into the hole and into utter darkness. She closed her eyes and waited for her warrior ancestors to greet her with dreams.
Mist opened her eyes to find herself floating in midair. She was thousands of feet above the Eternal Tree in which she'd fallen asleep in. It was breathtaking; both beautiful and frightening all at once. Starry, transparent wolves were circled around her, also suspended in a similar fashion. A ghostly white female stepped forward, Mist's mother. Fog padded up to Mist and rested her muzzle on he daughter's head. "I grant you the gift of patience, dearest daughter. Bear and use it well." There was a flash of white light, and Mist felt a bolt of energy shoot through her. Fog was replaced by her father, Smoke, who gave her the gift of wisdom. Fenrir appeared next, granting her nobility. The wolf that appeared next shocked Mist to her bones. Risika appeared, fur singed and badly scarred. She granted Mist, ironically, the gift of justice. Feather was next, granting Mist the gift of healing. Siveria gave her ferocity, which fit well with the goddess of winter. Rhain, the spring goddess granted Mist love. Ragweed wished her endless energy. Rippedstripe gave her loyalty. Selena gave her compassion. Salizar gave her the gift of responsibility. Last but not least, Tessalia gave her swiftness.
"These traits are given to you and enhanced to their fullest. Use them well, and may your lives be long and complete." The wolves chanted at once. Mist felt herself slowly descending, and a second later, she blinked awake.
Mist climbed out from underneath the Eternal Tree and smiled to herself. She was now the true, official leader of the Sheeran Pack, and she was ready to take on whatever challenges this twisted world had to throw at her.
Mist opened her eyes to find herself floating in midair. She was thousands of feet above the Eternal Tree in which she'd fallen asleep in. It was breathtaking; both beautiful and frightening all at once. Starry, transparent wolves were circled around her, also suspended in a similar fashion. A ghostly white female stepped forward, Mist's mother. Fog padded up to Mist and rested her muzzle on he daughter's head. "I grant you the gift of patience, dearest daughter. Bear and use it well." There was a flash of white light, and Mist felt a bolt of energy shoot through her. Fog was replaced by her father, Smoke, who gave her the gift of wisdom. Fenrir appeared next, granting her nobility. The wolf that appeared next shocked Mist to her bones. Risika appeared, fur singed and badly scarred. She granted Mist, ironically, the gift of justice. Feather was next, granting Mist the gift of healing. Siveria gave her ferocity, which fit well with the goddess of winter. Rhain, the spring goddess granted Mist love. Ragweed wished her endless energy. Rippedstripe gave her loyalty. Selena gave her compassion. Salizar gave her the gift of responsibility. Last but not least, Tessalia gave her swiftness.
"These traits are given to you and enhanced to their fullest. Use them well, and may your lives be long and complete." The wolves chanted at once. Mist felt herself slowly descending, and a second later, she blinked awake.
Mist climbed out from underneath the Eternal Tree and smiled to herself. She was now the true, official leader of the Sheeran Pack, and she was ready to take on whatever challenges this twisted world had to throw at her.
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