Ok, this isn't a chapter. But, just gonna say, this is my new story. So far, it has nothing to do with A Story with No Name. It's about a.....
Well, I better leave that to the story.
But trust me, you are gonna like it!
Crescent: Hi. The name's Crescent Drago. You haven't heard of me. But by the end of this story, you will know everything.....
That's it from Crescent herself! She is my most recent OC. Hope ya like the story and keep an eye out for the first chapter!!!!!
Your crazy author,
This is getting a bit too far behind. Mil disculpas.
'Ere we gooo.....!
Part Something of Chapter I Dunno
I stared at the tent's walls blankly. I bet I looked horrible, with my clothes bedraggled and crumpled, and my eyes red from crying. Luckily, I sustained my anger enough not to destroy everything I saw.
Hugging my knees and rocking back and forth, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to remember the days of the orphanage, in my cave with Shadow and Kasaru, my years working for Claw, and then finding myself trapped in the Jade Palace. My memories were surprisingly sharper, which probably made it worse. "C'mon, Cress! Race you to the Training Hall!"
I was eighteen and feeling great after a long, difficult day of training that I had flowed through with unexpected ease; I was getting more skilled by the day.
"Alright, Mac, I'm coming!"
The tiger waited patiently for me, head cocked. "Now, I'm gonna beat you this time."
"In your dreams, Tiger-boy."
"I thought you were my worst nightmare, Silvering," he teased. I punched him playfully, and he dodged.
"Cool! A race!" It was Jade, accompanied by Fuego. "Can we join?"
I couldn't exactly decline. "Umm, sure."
Santi and Sam both came loping up. "Dude, epic!" Santi exclaimed. "A race! Can we participate?"
I rolled my eyes. "Sure, whatever.?
Then Silvo unexpectedly morphed out of the grass (dragons controlling plants have that freakish ability). "Awesome! A race! Can--"
"Alright! You can!" I sighed impatiently. "On my mark then," everyone got ready. Mac winked at me.
We burst running like streaking confetti. Mac, so far, was first, then Fuego and me were tied, and Jade was quickly catching up to us with Silvo and Sam on her heels. I but on a burst of speed and nimbly swerved away from a tree, only later realizing Santi had accidentally slipped and hit it and his sister had stopped to help.
Fuego and Jade were catching up fast. I dropped on all fours and sped forward, and then looked back to find Silvo had too. Fuego passed me by an inch, then Jade leaped over both our backs and drew in front of Mac. I growled and barreled up the hill, and finally passed Fuego. Silvo raced up in front of him but Fuego caught up and both were neck-in-neck.
The Training Hall loomed into view.
Seeing it made me launch myself further, my eyes narrowing. My feet burnt from all the running.
I sprinted faster and faster, until I felt like a silver flash of moonlight speeding over the grass. Jade grinned back at me mischeviously but I inched up to her, slowly passing her. The wind whistled loudly in my ears, my face was flustered, and I could feel exhalaration racing through my veins. I pushed myself to my limits and caught up to Mac.
He smiled down at me, and I smirked.
He was still in front of me, but I was gaining speed as we raced downhill. Fuego thundered an inch behind me, and Silvo even closer with Jade at his heels. I laughed and my voice was swept away by the wind. Then I was jumping gracefully, faster and faster, until I flipped in the air and skidded upright, and stretched out my arm.
I was breathing heavily, but laughing in between gasps. Mac and I had both placed our palms against the Training Hall's wooden walls at the same time. We both stared at each other, as if puzzling who won, not saying a word. His amber eyes were almost entrancing.
"Woah! That was like, increadible!"
Jade's words snapped me and the Maltese tiger out of it, and I backed up a step, only now noticing we were uncomfortably close, and grinned. "Yeah." I said softly. "Yeah, it was."
I followed their voices, and my smile faded, though I still felt happy. My stomach felt like it was doing sumersaults. There was a strange, lulling look to the way Mac had stared at me. Made me feel...I don't know, shy?
He looked away from the forest and back to me. "Guess it was a tie then." he said to no one In particular. I shrugged uneasily and stared at the red and orange rainbow of a sunset.
"I suppose it was."
Then, side by side, me and my friend walked into the Training Hall, smiling at each other for no reason in the world.
Sorry for taking so long to post, I've been busy :P
Thanks for keeping this up! :D
Wow, thanks! And really? Wow....Well, glad I did, 'cause your stories are super-awesome and the KFP Nick boards wouldn't be the same without them! I'm so glad you're back! Thanks for commenting, too. :D
Alright, here we go....
No one's POV
The wolf was standing there sulkily, his eyes plainly showing his boredom. "I've told ya--the name's Scarr, I do know Crescent, and I was jus' curious about what she was doin'."
Sage, Night, and Claw, the latter invisible behind a tent flap, all growled defensively.
"I don't believe you." Night spat.
"Your words may have truth, Scarr Zios, but I fear you will have to remain doubted." Sage responded.
Claw just crossed his arms, letting out muffled grunts. Far too well did he know this young wolf.
"So, brother . What kind of trouble 'ave ya been up to lately, eh?" Claw growled, stepping forward from where he had hidden in the shadows.
Scarr raised his eyebrows, surprised, then scowled. "Could ask ya the same thing."
"Same ol' brat, am I right?"
"And you're still bossy." Scarr pointed out crossly. Hazel met dark brown and the two canines both growled.
"Alright, alright! Hold it, you two!" Night sighed, stepping in between the bristling pair. Sage gave a start and stared at both of them.
"You're... brothers ?"
Claw sighed begrudgingly. "Sadly."
Sage frowned. "How old are you, then?"
"Twenty-five," Scarr mumbled.
"Thirty-four." Claw spat.
Sage rubbed his temples. "All right," he said. "I trust you, Scarr. You have my permission to stick around until you wish."
The dark wolf nodded, then narrowed his eyes at Claw. "We have a lot to talk about, brother."
Claw's ears lay flat against his head. "So it seems."
YOU'RE ON!!! I AM TOO!!! IT'S LIKE A FAMILY REUNION!!! And Rtfacts posted more.... you're still as awesome and descriptive as I remember you! To tell you a secret, you really inspired me to start writing on the boards, and start writing in general. I hope you see this, because you really inspired me. So did you, Batskee, especially your nice comments and encouraging words. I'm so glad I got back on, you guys just made my day. <3
Skye- Remember us!?!?!
Han Kai- YEAH!!!
Well, here's the next chapter. Sorry, it might be a bit boring, but whatever.
Part Whatever of Chapter Whatever (Forgot :P)
It could of been seconds or eons, but someome must of dragged me away. I woke up, having found I had cried myself to sleep, in a small tent. I shuffled outside, almost expecting to see Mac, guard of the Jade Palace, to come strolling forwards, greeting me affectionately. Of course, he didn't.
I stormed back into my shelter, finding my legs still untrustable, and accidentally tripped over a table. For the first time in my life, I cursed beneath my breath. Then I stalked over to my bed, glaring at it threatningly. Before I could restrain myself, it was broken in two.
With an involuntary snarl I rushed out of the tent, past my uncle and father, past Silent and Fuego and Jade and Claw and Tigress, not daring to turn and stare back. I wasn't looking where I was going, so only when I had tripped over an overgrown root and skinned my knee that I realized my feet had led me to a forest. Leaves crackled underfoot, and I had to keep a wary eye out for thick roots jutting out from the ground like tenticles.
The world seem to close around me like a cloak, jeering and laughing mockingly. The forest loomed menacingly overhead, the trees' black arms crooked and bent like broken limbs. I trudged forward, biting my tongue from anger and tears of sorrow springing anew ran down my cheeks.
Then I stopped and looked at my surroundings, my jaw hanging slack when found out where I was.
My eyes were round in horror, my breathing shaky. I took a few steps back, growled, and fled.
The building had been abandoned, the windows shattered, the great tree in the inside courtyard had snapped in half, the paint peeling off the walls, leaving it to look almost mangled. Brown leaves had carpeted the ground. Everything smelt and looked of decay.
But what had convinced me to run away was the gray figure sitting, desolate and hunched over, on a lopsided stump a stone's throw away. He had turned and looked at me, his haunted dark eyes brightening.
"Wait!" the wolf cried. I pelted forward and then slid to a stop as the wolf raced in front of my path. He was fast, I'd grant him that. I snarled, anger blazing along with hatred in me.
"What do you want, Scarr?!" I demanded.
The brown-eyed wolf just stood there, staring, dropping his pose. After a while, he shook his head. "Ya didn't turn out so bad, after all." Was it just me, or did he sound a bit like a certain tan lupine I knew?
"Look, just move, and nothing nasty'll happen." I said.
"Still 'ave that temper, I see."
"You still maintain your arrogence." I sighed wearily. "What where you doing at Bau Gu, anyway?"
"Thinkin'," he responded gruffly, stepping aside, obviously not wanting to answer the question directly.
Cautiously, I walked forward, keeping an eye on the dark wolf, curving one side of my lip to show my fangs for good measure. Then I stalked away, head hanging low.
Scarr brought back even more memories that I didn't want to bear. Still the tears threatened to run, and they did. I tried to hide my sobs, and finally gave an ultimate growl and began running. The wolf padded on swiftly behind me.
I burst back into camp and wheeled to the side as Fuego came around the bend, succeding in us both falling down on our backs. I grunted in pain, but got to my feet and without a second glance hid into my tent.
I could hear Scarr come into camp and a fierce round of questions, mainly from Sage and Claw. Meanwhile, I buried my head in my pillow cried softly, convinced nothing in the world was good anymore.
Me: NOOO!!!!!!! NOT MAC!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! He can't be gone!! He just can't! *runs away, sobbing*
Athina: *sniff* Poor guy. He wasn't old enough. Still had his whole life ahead of him. *sniff* Poor Crescent too. Still can't wait for the next chapter!