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Post by wolflegend on Feb 17, 2010 18:04:47 GMT -5
Rachel just laughed and smiled, not saying a word.
She backed up off the cliff and started to run as soon as she got back far enough. She jumped off the edge of the cliff and put her hands out. Her feet were together, her hands where out and she looked like she was floating swiftly through the air.
She started to move her hands up above her head as she started in a nose dive. She hit the water and proppeled right through to underwater.
She stayed under a couple of minutes, being able to hold her breath for a very long time. She usually practiced holding her breath. She could now go without air for a whole five minutes. And she was getting better everytime she practiced. She was everyday at least.
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Post by kaitlyn on Feb 18, 2010 4:49:24 GMT -5
Nathaniel, still in his lion form, made a huge leap of the edge of the cliff face. He punche through the water down to the bottom about ten metres below, swimming strongly and swiftly. There was a reef, full of colorful coral and large bright angelfish which he lazily chased about for a few minuetes. The his need of air overtook his longing to stay down there, so he slowly but steadily swam up to the surface. He asked the girl, once she too had resurfaced, 'So what brought you to this place?' he asked, meaning it to sound jokey, but some of his harrowing two week journey to get here shone through. He blinked to dispell the memory, but it still crept through the corners of his mind.
The wolves circled hungrily, snapping their teeth in anticipation. Nathaniel, feeling desparate, faced the lead wolf and snarled softly, showing his teeth. He didn't care who saw him.
He wasn't going to make it out of this encounter. Alive, anyway.
One of the wolves started forward. Nathaniel whipped around and lashed out with his paw, but it was too late. The pack were hunting. Goodbye...
He came back to his surroundings to find himself staring off into space. He muttered, 'Sorry' and then smiled. 'My names Nathaniel. But you can call me Nat.'
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Post by wolflegend on Feb 20, 2010 0:34:31 GMT -5
"Rachel, but you can call me Rach." She said to the other shifter that was now right next to her.
Rachel had forgot to put in her contacts again so one of her eyes was blue and the other was purple. Why they were those two colors, she had wondered ever since birth, but she had never found out that answer. She now thought it was just a birth defect, but it wasn't. Only a couple people are born with the gift of mismatched eyes. They have the gift of sight.
Rachel was one of few that had the gift of sight.
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Post by kaitlyn on Feb 20, 2010 6:50:13 GMT -5
Nat stared curiously at Rach's oddly mismatched eyes for a few seconds, then remembered it was rude to stare and clumsily looked away and began to climb the cliff face again. It took at lot longer in his human form, but it wasn't like he was pressed for time. He found himself fiddling with the stone that held permanent residence around his neck again, vaugely wondering for the fithteenth time what it's cryptic message meant. A wolf howled far away into the dense forest. Nat felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, again, and had to force himself to calm down again.
Some fires were best left put out.
'Well, you're obviously thinking about something.' he called out amiably into the air. 'What's the Sight?' He looked down to see the other shifter's reaction to his startling question.
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Post by wolflegend on Feb 20, 2010 12:58:26 GMT -5
Rachel came back to Earth out of her wondering dream. "I don't know what yo umean..." She said. Rachel couldn't have had her contacts anyways ecasue she was swimming and they were specail contacts. If they got into contact with the sea, then they would sting very badly and they would start to evaporate.
The contacts were made by Hephastus, the god of tinkers and volcanoes and a few other things. He had made a couple things for Rachel when she was born, she is his favorite child out of all of them, even though she is not his own, he cares for her and helps her when she needs help. He is very tight with poseidon, so that may be the reason. They are practically brothers.
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