Posts: 8
Name: Isis
Name: Lasaril Guan Yekoma aka Lightning
Posts: 12
Name: Rogan Ferri Tu'ladore aka Thunder
Posts: 12
Name: Rebel
Posts:10
Name: Eriea
Posts:26
Name:Tamryen
Posts: 42
"You call this a VACATION?!" Eriea stormed through the sand, kicking it up into the other's faces. "This SUCKS! I'm LEAVING." She sat on her haunches and scowled at no one in particular.
Isis growled, "Get back up you sissy and fight me again. No one likes a sore loser."
"Make me," Eriea mumbled through clenched teeth.
"Eriea, Isis, break it up!" Tamryen rolled his eyes, "There's going to be a war and you need to be ready."
"But I don't
want to fight!" Eirea wailed, throwing her paws up to the sky, "Why can Ciery or Sonea fight for me? They wanted to!"
"Because, number one, Ciery has impared sight. And number two, Sonea is grounded. She might come later, but not now." He sat down next to her, "Look, all you need to do is practice your balance. Why don't you go have Rebel help you?"
As Eriea went to go join Rebel in the shade of a tree, Lasaril and Rogan tumbled through the air screeching and clawing. "Ouch you rotten-" "That HURT-" "Gerrof me-" "Keep you're claws shet-" "HEY!" "What gives??"
They fell to the ground in a mound of claws, tails, and scorching flames. after scowling at each other for about a millisecond, the both cracked up laughing. "That was HILARIOUS!" Lasaril crowed, "I almost knocked you out of the sky!" Rogan grinned, "Exactly, you
almost did."
Tamryen smiled and shook his head, then wandered off to see how Isis was doing. She was splayed out in the sand, her eyes closed. "Wake up, It's not nap time kitten," Tamryen nudged her with his forpaw.
"Goaway," she hissed sleepily.
"At least go into the shade, you'll get sun burned out in the sun with you're pale fur."
Isis got up and threw Tamryen a particularly nasty sneer, she was sesitive about her pelt color.
Realizing to late he'd offended the young Ankies, Tamryen sighed and went to consult Polaris.
Polaris was also sitting in the shade, observing Rebel and Eriea, occasionally giving pointers. "Oh hey Tam, is every thing fine?"
"Can I have a drink?"
"Course you can, you black fuzz ball. Aren't you getting hot out there?"
"No, I'm not the one actually fighting."
She handed a water bottle to him, which Tamryen expertly opened and drank from. Stroking his warm black fur, Polaris went back to instructing Rebel and Eriea.
((Isis:9~Reble:11~Lasaril:13~Rogan:13~Eriea:27~Tamryen:43))