Night Flight (Sapphire)

[Mok]

Out of all the things running through his mind, he had not expected the tiger to be a Kelvic. Now that Mok thought about it, of course it was a shapeshifter! Why would a tiger travel so far from the jungle wilds of the Faylndar? He had never encountered a kelvic personally, but back in Taloba kelvics where common travelers. Grinning the myrian whipped the blood off his sword. It was a fortunate turn of events indeed. Now he had a temporary ally for the night. Perfect. The tiger kelvic was now drenched in blood. She was wild and feral looking in her human form. Very muscluar yet feminine at the same time. It was too dark to make out any of her finner details.

To Mok's confusion she began talking immeadately. Up until now, he assumed that Kelvics were wild and feral both in their animal form and human. He didn't expect her to behave like she did. Not only was she concerned about the fire, but she was concerned about the insects that it would be killing. Strange, but Mok was pleasantly surprised. She must be older and smarter than most kelvics it seemed. At least now the myrian could actually communicate with his potential ally.

How could Mok gain the tiger's trust? Trying to capture it or subdue it would eventually end in his own death. Trying to kill it would give the warrior a fighting chance, but that still was risky. What was Mok thinking, this was no wild beast, but a proud Kelvic. That is when the myrian decided to treat the kelvic as his equal.

"I can not fight well in the dark, tiger. Also the the fire is likely not to pass the river on the other side of the ridge. Some of these trees and insects will perish, but its not my fault. Don't blame me, blame the wolves, or blame the gods."

Just as the myrian finished his last words, a howl erupted from the north. Moments later it was answered with a howl coming from the opposite direction. More and more howling. The sounds of wolves filled his mind. Mok understood now. The six that they slaughtered were only scouts. The real wolf pack was coming now.

Mok slowly walked over to the location of his ax and removed it from the wolf carcass. Assuming that the tiger kelvic would still be allies with him, Mok asked her opinion on what to do next. "Tell me Kelvic. Should we run for our lives, or stand and fight?"

Red = Myrian
Bold = Common

[Sapphire]

Upon the man's suggestion, Sapphire Immediately burst into laughter. The man had actually suggested that they run. "Fighting would get us killed... and in case you haven't noticed, I'm a giant tiger. Suggesting that we run when I can carry you is absurd. Sure it will leave me exhausted, but it should be easy enough to outrun a bunch of wolves with you on my back." Her tone went from a laughing manner to a somewhat flirtatious one. Sapphire had a very strange personality for a kelvic. Sure she was very in tune with nature like any kelvic, however she had very strong interest in men. "Especially with a well toned body such as yours. No extra weight, and all of that strength to hold on with." Another howl came from a very close range. "Come on. We don't have a lot of time." Sapphire morphed back to her tiger form. This drained her energy greatly, but she still had enough to get away from the wolves.

[Mok]

At first the myrian was going to completely out right reject the kelvic's offer to ride, but the howling of the wolves continued. He almost laughed at the suggestion. If anyone back in the jungle had seen this they might laugh as well. Riding a tiger was absolutely ridicules in his mind. First point being that it was a tiger. Second point being that it was a tiger he didn't know if he could trust or not. Third...well he is kelvic tiger!

The howling continued. This time it was louder and more terrible than before. The myrian knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before the real wolf pack would be upon them. In minutes he would probably be ripped to shreds. He would die. It was not that he was afraid of death, but this was no time for a myrian to go to the afterlife. Mok had no way out, but the kelvic had the key. He didn't trust the damn tiger, but the least he could gamble for survival.

"Alright. We have shed blood together. If that is not enough, then to hell with it!" The myrian shouted to the kelvic. Grabbing his bag and ax, the myrian jogged towards the waiting tiger. She was huge. Her long strong body looked soft, yet dangerous at the same time. Her paws were round and heavy and dangerous. Her strips were daunting to the myrian. His whole life he had been thought to keep away from these beasts. In fact the strips of the cats scared his deep down, but he obliged anyways.

Quickly and gently, he jumped on top of the kelvic's back. The tiger's broad shoulders and long back felt strangely comforting. Something about the slender body of the tiger seemed to be the only thing comforting Mok during these terrible times. The myrian could now only wander where the big cat would take him. He would not dare try to use the tiger as mount and command it. He would let the kelvic stride with his own free will.

Hanging desperation onto his fur with his left hand, Mok held the ax with his right hand, ready to strike any wolf that dared to get close to the duo.

The night flight had begun.

oocHey sorry for lagging again, I see that your a quick reply(ier) so we should schedule a day we are both on a powerpost through this! I have an idea for another thread, but lets finish this one first! PS I like sapphire so far, she is an extremely interesting kelvic!

Red = Myrian
Bold = Common

[Sapphire]

OOC: Okay, any day works for me, and thank you I try to make all of my characters interesting. By the way, how do you get the little ooc thing to come up like that were all you have to do is mouse over it?

The man seemed very reluctant at first, but finally decided to get on her back. More howling burst from the unchanging scenery behind them. Sapphire didn't need to be told when to run, she knew when to. She started slowly down the mountain while her pupils redialated from the flames, to make sure she didn't trip on anything. At last she had regained her full vision as she broke into an energy reeving sprint. It hurt all of her muscles, but she had to get away from the wolves... and more importantly, gain the trust of her intriguing acquaintance. She was running faster than she ever had before, but it wasn't like she ever really had to run in her life. She lived in wild lands. She was at the top of her food chain and all the food was easy to hunt. No predators, and no prey that was faster than her. She had never seen a cheetah, but she had heard rumors of them being faster than anything. However, she had also heard rumors of them being smaller than panthers. So even if she ran into one she wouldn't have to worry about fighting it. Sapphire was just outside of the wild lands, the city was in sight but she ran in to a cave an collapsed sending her rider through the air.

OOC: Are there caves near us? I wasn't sure so I just wanted to ask so I wasn't making things up.

[Mok]

oocSorry for the delay. I shouldn't have made you wait. Let me pm you a day that I am free to power post

All Mok could do was hold on to the tiger's fur. The night flight had begun and the myrian was sure that it would continue for some time. The twilight lit hills of the western wilds of Sunberth were all the was on his mind now. The grass under his feet was so close that if he only reached he could feel the blades of grass. The tiger was agile and strong. She pounced through the maze of rocks and trees with ease. Or at least it seemed like that to Mok.

The feeling going through his body was strange. This was the fastest he had ever gone in his life. He had been on a very fast ship before, but nothing like this. On a ship, you feel like you’re going slowly because of your location. But this was different. He was way too close to the earth. He felt everything go by him. It was such an amazing feeling. The wind in his face. The trees brushing his face. The smell of oaks, pines, and other trees zooming by him. It was the amazing. It was the most amazing ride of his life. The myrian had no more regrets now. He had lived to see the day he rode on the back of a tiger. It was such an intense feeling. Emotion surged into his face and throat. He wanted to scream, but he made no noise. His face was red hot now.

This being said, Mok had a terrible time holding onto the big cat. Every time the beast moved, it's back muscles moved and contracted. Mok had seen many people ride horses before, but this was completely different. There was no saddle to help sit, or reins to control the beast. No, the myrian sat free on the tiger and he did not control its path. He merely watched onwards and the tiger fled from the savage wolves.

They choose the path that no one threaded. They choose the path of no quarter. The wolves were slowly being lost, but there was the smell of blood on their tracks. The wolves would find them eventually. They would need to keep running for days until they left the wolves territory. The hungry wolves of the western wilds knew no bounds though. How knows how long they would chase them?

Finally, the kelvic found her way to some refuge. By the time that they entered the cave, the sounds of wolves where far behind, but slowly gaining on them. At least now the unlikely duo would have time to rest and regroup. The cave that the tiger had found was a natural rock formation. It was basically a big giant slab of rock held up by some other rocks. It was about a heads height and several yards deep. Nothing special, but great shelter from rain or shine.

Rolling off the tiger's back, Mok sat a moment to take in everything that happened. He had just experienced the most adrenaline rushed event in his memory. Riding on the tiger was exhilarating. His heart was pumping and his mind racing. Growing up in the Faylndar, the myrian knew only the savage deadly tiger. A kelvic was a whole different story however. Somehow, this tiger was strangely human. She was a wild animal to the core, but she was also something else.

Sitting up Mok, looked towards his knew companion and stated the obvious; "They will find us eventually. We should set up here, and counter attack."

Waiting for a response, Mok placed his gear down and placed his weapons in front of him.

The myrian decided to introduce himself. He had never encountered such a beast in such a personal matter. He had no clue what to say or do. Anything could trigger an animalistic reaction from the kelvic. He decided to play it cool and collective. He would be one hundred percent honest with the tiger. And speak from the steel of his heart.

"I am Mok. I am in your debt," were the words that came out of his mouth. Now Mok sat and waited.

Red = Myrian
Bold = Common

[Sapphire]

Sapphire had never felt so tired in her life. She ran, fought, morphed, morphed again, and ran again. If morphing wasn't so horribly draining, she would interact with people more, but she had to hunt to stay alive, and if she morphed after hunting she would hardly have the energy to go in to such a bustling city as Sunberth. If she hadn't heard the man state his plan and name, she would think she was dead. Sapphire knew that there was no way she could fight well in this condition, yet she stood and morphed another time. "My name is Sapphire, and," she winced and stumbled as she walked toward the man, "sorry, your plan for a counter attack will most likely not go as you would expect. You see, morphing is incredibly taxing on my body, so after having done so four times already, I wont be of much assistance to you in this fight." She backed away. "Without assistance I will likely fall in battle. Would you be my mount?" She morphed and knelt in front of the man yet again, hoping he would ride her in a fight this time. It was plain as day that she would be hard to ride and steer with no saddle, but this man seemed skilled in many things. The wolves were near, Sapphire heard their howls less than a few yards away from the cave. They would literally be here in less than a minute, the time to fight or die has come.

[Mok]

The kelvic warped in front of Mok, but his mind was racing and he unfortunately was not paying attention to the details in his surroundings. In a way he was meditating. He was blocking from his mind all of the non-relevant factors. For example: the kevlic was morphing into her human form. The fact that the kelvic had done it so many times and was now extremely tired. Mok wasn't even looking directly at her. His mind was on survival mode. Much in the same way that the tiger in front of him was feeling right now. The myrian could tell that his ally was fueled by instinct and adrenaline now herself.

Mok silently listened to his comrade. He noted that she was explaining herself in precise, accurate terms. She was still an instinctive beast at heart, but she could still articulate exactly her status to the warrior. Sapphire's ability to have complex thoughts was frightening to say the least.

The howling of wolves echoed again and Mok's mind was brought back to the situation. He now had a few minutes to prepare. First, he needed to scout his surroundings. The cave's ceiling was a big boulder worn smooth to a straight edge. It was a boulder on top of a rocky dent in the hillside. The space was a nice little rectangle. It looked like a natural stage. It was almost as if Mok and Sapphire were putting on a performance for all to watch; an ironic play of a myrian savage and tiger, the top predators in the local food chain, getting hunted by wolves. Hungry, starving wolves. They would stop at nothing to kill the unlikely duo. It might even be the last piece of meat within a hundred miles surrounding Sunberth. The winter was harsh in those dry hills. There was also the possibility of something more sinister behind these wolves' madness.

Seconds, Mok needed to decide whether to fight or flee. In their current situation the answer was clear: fight. They had no other choice considering that they had no escape route as the wolves were surrounding them. No matter where they ran in these hills it would be impossible to get away. Plus, Sapphire was fatigued beyond measure.

This actually brought up a good point: Sapphire's physical condition. Perhaps it was the long ride through the wooded hills or maybe the fact that she transformed so much. Mok had encountered several kelvics, however briefly, back in Taloba and they usually did not transform this much. He had never seen one do it, so it could be the reason as well.

Mok decided to do the only thing he knew how. He needed to treat this tiger like a true ally, just like he would any member of the Crimson Edge. Perhaps Mok was insane, but he went for it. In the streets of Sunberth, Mok would fill his heart with darkness to kill men, but here out in the wild with Sapphire, it was different. He filled his heart with instinct. Instinct was telling him to do this so he did.

"Sapphire. I cannot mount you for now: you are weakened. You must find your inner strength and stand up and fight. I will hold them back until you can regain your strength." The myrian said before she transformed back into a great cat.

"I believe in you," Mok said with emphasize, "I believe that you have the strength to win! Hiyah! Yes! Find your second wind! I believe in you!"

The myrian was one hundred percent committed now. For the upcoming engagement, Mok would be a blood brother with Sapphire. He would put it all on the line right here and now to make sure that both of them survived. The instinct in his heart told him that he could trust her.

Taking his gladius, Mok ignored her motions inviting the myrian to ride her. Shaking his head, the warrior unsheathed his gladius and dropped the ax on the floor. The howls were growing louder. He could almost smell them approaching. With their backs to the wall there were only a couple of things he could do, but he had a plan in mind.

Crawling behind a rock on the outside of the cave, Mok effectively hid himself. It wasn't the best hiding spot. In fact, it would easy to spot him during the day time, but the veil of darkness would conceal him a bit longer. He really didn't have a plan. He would only sit and wait for the best moment to pounce on the wolves. He would wait and see.

The myrian did not tell Sapphire what to do though. She was a wild beast and Mok respected that.

The wolves where now upon them.

Red = Myrian
Bold = Common

[Sapphire]

Mok, as he called himself, refused Sapphire's offer on the account that she had absolutely no strength left in her, only her bestial instinct. He was right, Sapphire could not fight with the weight of the Myrian on her. Never once had she heard someone speak with such enthusiasm and spirit, "I believe that you have the strength to win!" Mok shouted. His yell rang out, echoing in to the back of the cave and out to rest of the world. This likely startled the wolves, or they were right outside contemplating their next move, because upon his yell, the scent of the wolves ceased to grow for a short period of time. Her having a much better smell than humans, Sapphire would have been able to not the advancement of the wolves by their smell, so it was safe to assume that the wolves, while being bloodthirsty and aggressive, were still more afraid of the two odd allies than they were of the wolves.

Mok hurriedly sprinted forward and hid behind a rock just outside of the cave. Sapphire had good vision of the man no longer. She could see his shape, but any detail of him was gone, engulfed by the black of night. The tiger backed up to the very end of the cave. I have no stamina left. I have no strength left. I do have one thing on my side though; a trustworthy ally and all of his spirit. Sapphire was ready for everything that nature could throw at her. She stood and waited as the first wolf entered the cave.

[Mok]

oocI can power post today for the rest of the day

Mok waited for what seemed forever, but none of the wolves attacked just yet. The howling had ceased too. It was eerily quiet and a deep sense of dread fell over his heart. Mok cursed in his mind. The myrian had no fear of death, but he would fight for his life. The stress on his mind and body was extreme! He was anxietous to see what the wolves next move would be. He was glistening from head to toe with sweat.

Sapphire had moved herself deep into the shadows. She was so weak she couldn't even walk, she needed to slowly crawl to the corner. Mok knew that he was in this fight solo. Mok usually was always on time with debts after he learned the hard way. Sapphire had already put her life on the line for Mok, now the myrian would do the same.

The first wolf entered the scene. The beast followed the lines of shadow and darkness and he was completely invisible to Mok. Fear began to explode in his mind. The alarms of his brain began to ring. This was it. The moment of truth. When the wolf made his move, the myrian would have moments to react.

A few more seconds of tense silence felt like hours to the myrian. Finally their assailent made its move. Sprinting out of the darkness forty yards away, the wolf bolted towards the fatigued kelvic. The warrior immeadately pounced out from behind the rock, side stepped to get in position, the took his angle of pursuit. He ran straight towards the tiger to cut off the wolf before he reached her. Mok was about fifteen yards away, so even at full sprint he might not be able to make it in time.

Mok slammed into the wolf who had noticed Mok way to late to get out of the way. Sword pointed first, Mok stabbed the beast in the stomach while driving his whole body into the animal. Taking the wolf down to the floor, the myrian abandoned the animal and rolled as fast as he could away from it's jaws. Gripping his gladius was all his might, Mok pulled it out as he spun away. A lick of blood sprayed from the wolf as he removed the sword.

The half-blood rolled as fast as he possibly could away. If the wolf was still after him, it was the only way he would even have a chance at surviving. What could he do though? There was no other way of reaching Sapphire in time before the kill happened.

Moments later Mok realized that the wolf was not snapping and biting, but motionless. Standing to his feet, the warrior ran towards the wolf. It deing then dead. Mok couldn't believe what he had done.

Red = Myrian
Bold = Common

[Sapphire]

Sapphire stared in awe as Mok slammed his entire body in to the wolf, driving his gladius through it's stomach. He saved her life yet again. There was no way she would have survived this fight if not for this man's bravery and strength. Sapphire knew she had to help him if things got out of hand, but how could she in her state? What could she do even when fatigued as much as she was? Her strength was out of question, and so was her speed, but she still had her cat-like stealth. She would absolutely have nothing left in her after this, but she had to do it. There wouldn't be very many wolves left, but there would be enough to be a hand full for Mok. Sapphire transformed again and slipped herself in to the shadows at the mouth of the cave. The wolves would be filling the cave soon. This would either be the end of their life, or the beginning of an amazing alliance.