by Indigo » 02/27/2009 8:33 PM
(I'm going to do something a bit weird here, but it'll be useful in the long run.)
"If it has fire in the name, then no." Bludwin was thrown backward by a horde of roots making their way toward Geist. He looked around for somewhere to hide, then scrambled up onto a rock. His paws slid on the surface, mud off wet stone.
Geist decided to take matters into her own hands. She set Kätzchen carefully on the ground, then whispered, "Holen Sie dieser Katze das Leben." Then she took a few steps back and watched.
Kätzchen shivered and moved. Bludwin watched, amazed, as the little plush cat seemed to come to life. It stood and slashed at the roots around Bludwin and Geist with newly sprouted claws. Bludwin stepped down from the rock. He and Geist moved closer to the rest of the group, Kätzchen keeping most roots at bay.
"H-how did you do that?" Bludwin stammered.
"Ein einfaches Stück Schneeballmagie," Geist said smugly.
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