The night was unnaturally still for Vykeli. The moon was bright and full and high in the night sky. It's rays cast strange shadows through the Homewood Trees. The air was comfortablely cool for the start of spring. No creature was awake, except one. Hoofs pounded the ground like an avalanche of boulders. The sound echoes through the night in a *thump thump...thump thump* pattern, which alters the sleeping creature of the Homewood that some noul is coming. A buck noulicorn raced through the night at a pace that could only mean something bad was coming. As the buck finds the den he is in search of, he anouses his presence in a pant trying to catch his breath. A sleeping family of nouls wake in rush to greet the buck. Muffled words are spoken between the adults nouls. In a moment the plants ground is shattered apart."Noooo...Whyyyy?!? Please no it can not be." Gut tenching pleas fill the air. A beautiful doe broken in peices lays on the ground whaling in despair. The pain and lose rips though every fiber and nerve in the poor does body as she realizes that no one could bring her love back. Two older nouls, one buck and one doe, the mother and father of the doe, openly wheap but try to consolo the younger doe on the ground. "Please Mama bring him baaaccckkk...PPPlllease!?!" The heart tenching cries echo through the Homewoods. Nothing can fix this though nothing can make it better.
"Mama...?" A sweet foals voice bracks up the sound of cries "Mama what is wrong?" The foal layed next to his mother on the ground. Her body trimbles and shacks with the angwish she is feeling. The foals own body shacks with his mama, as she fall apart on the ground. He knows deep down something horable has happened. Nothing will ever be the same again.
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Dryxel awaken with a scream of anguish. "NNNNOOOOO!" Emotions berried deep deep down that had long since been forgotten come crashing back to the forefront of his mind. A pain so sharp and twisting, rings his heart out like a dish rag needing to be dried. Panicked breaths come in and out raggedly at first but as the dream fades and reality crawls back in he can take more controlled easy breaths. Sweat has left his main matted and dips down his face...or is it tears? The night, the lose, and the pain of the night his Papa had been killed still so fresh and burning in his mind and heart. It had been years since the buck had come to tell them all his Papa had not made it out of the cave. Dryxel had lock all emotion, all feeling, away that night. He had his Mama and sister to care for, there was no place for emotions or lose. Dryxel was full grown now; his sister was full grown now too.
"Why now? Why here?" He questioned in his heart which still raced. But he knows the answer and it all had to do with the sweet foal that lay not far from him now. "Is everything ok?" The half asleeping foal mumbles out into the night air. "Yes Twix everything is fine go back to sleep." The good foal does not fuse and is fast asleep again before Adahy can ever finish telling him too.
It had only been a couple of days since Dryxel had come across the mostly white foal in the Homewood. He had been abandoned in there of all places. Dryxel had been surprised to see a foal out so far and in the mountains. Worst yet to learn that foal was abounded in a place where healing and care was flourishing now. Some noul out there had left a perfectly healthy foal behind.
Dryxel had hear of other foals being found in the barrens or the ruins which could only mean, in his mind, that the parents had died. But not here, not in the Homewoods where a Vivify noul could so easily heal a injured creature in need. And though Dryxel still did not know Twix's story, he had taken the foal in as he charge."Foals do not belong on their own." Dryxel had frimly explained to Twix, not that the foal had protested in any way.
Dryxel could not help but feel anger towards the noulicorn doe and buck that had left their foal behind. The poor foal did not even have a name when Dryxel found him. "If I ever get my hoofs on this sweet foals parents...." That was a constant thought Dryxel had the more he got to know the well behaved sweet foal.Maybe that is why he was having these dreams. His anger for the sake of Twix had started a chain reaction of emotions and memories better left forgotten.
Dryxel shacks his main trying to loosen the hairs that stuck to his neck. Standing up he steps out of the den for some fresh night air. He did not want to go far but he need to get his emotions packed away where they belonged. A shiver runs down his spin as the sweat and cold air mix. "Ok back to bed." his inner self says. Not that he could sleep, sleep was where the dreams could make there way back in. No he would just lay down and watch over Twix, he would protect the foal.
Watching the stars through the den, Dryxel wondered what had really happened to his father. He was fully in control of his emotions now but question always seem to linger. Maybe if there had been some logic reason his Papa had been in the cave or some really known reason but no one had ever given him an answer. No one had an answer to give. As the night pressed on Dryxel began to drift back to sleep, despite his effort to stay awake. His last clear thought before sleep over took him again, was that the dreams did not find their way back to him.
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