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 Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:02 pm
"The plains," Violet replied.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:14 pm
"Alright... I'll probably have to call a different spirit when we get out there..." Mit said before urging Wind forward again. The spirit horse surged forward, flying over a fallen try on the other side of the clearing.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:20 pm
Violet followed again.
((going to bed soon))
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:21 pm
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UkyoKuonji2004 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:48 pm
Ambersky launched himself off the limb after them, flying just over the top of the tree line so he didn't have to dodge the trees.
Mit kept going, riding the horse like it was the most natural thing to do. Suddenly an arrow shot out, Wind sensed it and put on the break, throwing Mit over the spirit animal's head. The arrow hit a tree not five feet in front of the space he landed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 8:23 am
Violet was enjoying the flight until she looked down and saw that Wind had stopped. She flew down to see what the problem was.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 7:12 am
Wind's solidness had been disrupted and the spirit stood protectively over Mit, who was clinging to his shoulder and rocking from side to side. More arrows flew at them, flying in strange directions as they hit the wall of wind that Wind had put up.
"Violet... help him! I'm going to get the one who's attacking!" Ambersky mentally sent to her, using a tree as s spring board to change the direction.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 7:20 am
Tora tried to find who it was that was firing at Mit.
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UkyoKuonji2004 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 7:52 am
Violet flew down, but was thrown off by the wind that the norse was created and she landed hard on the ground. Moaning, she crawled over to Mit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:21 am
Wind hit Ambersky in the chest, and he too fell to the ground, "He's a wind mage!"
The spirit screamed rearing over Mit. The horse fought for it's shape, trying to remain connected to it's form and loyalties. Mit released his shoulder to take a handful of dirt. He tosed it into the air an it hovered forming a bear, maked of pine needle and dirt. The bear lumbered over to him, taking the protective stance over Mit, "Wind... I release you, go where you will"
The horse disappeared in an instant. The bear roared in the direction of the wind mage. Arrows hit him, and disappeared into his form.
The attacker, shot off five more shots and picked up his spare arrows to start running. in a heavy, camouflage cloak he would disappear and reappear on the forest floor, only a few feet away from where he'd disappeared. With a wave of a gloved hand he sent gusts of wind back at the others, trying to slow them down from catching up with him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:25 am
When the bear disappeared, Violet caused a shield of rock and dirt to rise from the ground between them and Mit's attacker. "You hurt your shoulder?" she asked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:31 am
"I fell on it, when Wind threw me... It hurts a lot but it doesn't feel broken..." Mit groaned. The bear snorted at Violet, still standing over Mit, "Violet, this is Tree. He's a wood spirit, a bear is more natural figure for him, then a horse..."
The bear shifted dirt falling from his joints, he snorted and turned his attention back to where he could still feel the wind mage running.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:34 am
"Hello," Violet said. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:47 am
"Tree..." The bear stepped away, from Mit, giving Violet access. He breathed on Mit's face then Violet's. Mit poured more energy into the bear, "I need you to look at it..."
The bear shook his head and spoke, it's voice was old and wise, "His shoulder is dislocated, I can see it from here... You must push it back in place."
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:51 am
"That doesn't sound fun," Violet said and looked at his shoulder. "What do I do?"
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