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I am gone from my home, my world...

Before the hunt had truly started, it was over. The giant flaming sword, a symbol of the peoples he had subjugated, Had fallen from his hand, clanging fire-less to the ground, meters away from him and his adversary. The parry the man had brought up was so well placed, so full of finesse, he had been disarmed in a single stroke.
The sword no longer flaming, and the rakshasa defeated, there was nothing he could do but lash out with his own claws.

[Signature Strike] XP

He leaped towards the human, his fangs and claws bared, Rushing him in primal furry. I will taste man flesh!!

I am gone from my home, my world...

He felt something he had not expected at that point. A sword had sunk in directly, The pain was exquisite, but he felt it snap bone, slip through his chest. He coughed, the sword still in his ribcage. The blood came out his mouth, and he tasted his blood, the iron and salt in it.
his vision darkened, and his breathing slowed.
Was this actually the way it would really end? slain at the hands of a man-thing on a realm he could not escape?
These thoughts played in his mind as he slowly slipped into a blood red abyss.

[[[I was kinda hoping not for all natural sixes. Takes away from karma later.
Oh well, good times nonetheless.]]]

Do I control the blades in my hands?

Coline gazed back with troubled eyes as the drow detached himself, clasping his hands over his face as he turned away from her. Of course she was relieved that he'd finally stopped, but that horrified expression he had on just now... Why? Was there something wrong with her? Was he disgusted with her?

Did... did she do something wrong again?

I'm sorry!

As if her feet suddenly had a mind of their own, she paced clumsily towards the door and swung it open, only to have a pervading darkness greet her. This wasn't something she considered, however, in her current state of mind. All she knew was that Jessie was in there somewhere, and she had to get to him somehow. And so without any hesitation the desperate Coline allowed the pitch black room to consume her, shuddering slightly with each step, head turning left and right as if there were anything to see.

I promise, I won't do it again! I promise!

"Jessie?" she called out, trying to sound as optimistic as she could, albeit the shakiness of her voice. "I-I'm sorry. I did something to upset you, didn't I?" Hearing silence answer back as she continued to wade through the darkness was enough to break her heart. This... can't be happening. Not again. Coline let out a small yelp as her foot caught onto something, making her stumble down to the cold heartless floor. "I... I won't do it again..." she whispered through quivering lips. "I promise..."

Feline had finally escaped the study and none too soon. The amethyst was still cozily nestled in the front of her robe with Panda knowing none the wiser. It was all she could do to not constantly touch the happy little stone, but she was still worried about bringing any attention to it.

As she quietly slid out the back door an angry feline voice full of despair and frustration rang out over the jungle. The air around her sat dead with silence, Feline’s ears perked up as she tried to figure out where it came from, but was not able to pinpoint it.

Making a split second decision she decided to fly up to the roof of the temple. To make it up there as fast as possible she flared her wings out and called wind to billow under her to push her far enough into the sky that her flapping would continue her ascent quickly.


She could feel the gem nestled against her heart buoy her spell. Feline thanked it and was delighted to hear it sing back to her.

When she reached the roof she sprinted to the very front of it and crouched to wait. This sound she had heard had to have come from a feline/humanoid creature such as herself and she knew that it had to find the settlement of the Order at some point and she wanted to be on the look out for when it did.

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Hours had past, but Feline was finally rewarded for her wait when a man appeared from the forest with a large tiger like creature on his back. When they finally entered the light surrounding the temple Feline was surprised to see the warrior that had been in the study earlier giving his allegiance to the High Priestess. Both the man and the creature were severely wounded and without help both could die. The man, Storm she remembered now, reached the door of the temple and seemed to open it more by passing out into it than using his hands.

Feline hopped off of the roof into a swan dive that she broke near the ground by flaring her wings to use as a drag line. She hit the ground running and was quickly at Storm's and the creature’s side. All she could see was blood, it coved both men to the point that she could not make out what injuries were causing them.

She could only carry one at a time, so she grabbed Storm by the arm and pulled him to the infirmary leaving a muddy blood trail behind on the marble floors. When she got there, she frantically pounded on the door to wake up the healer on duty. When the door opened she just left the body there with no comment and rushed back to get the tiger man.

When she grabbed him she was overwhelmed by the feral feline smell of him. It had been such a long time since she had close contact with a male feline and it instantly gave her memories of home. The tiger man was obviously not from her homeland, but he had a feel about him that spoke of not being from Gaia either. A stranger in a strange land, same as her.

Feline was out of breath by the time she had pulled the tiger man to the door and was more than happy to drop him off into the hands of the other healers that had been called.

"They will be taken care of and both will live." She was assured and then shooed out of the way.

Feline had no inclination to try and stay. She was more tired than she should be.

I guess dying and resurecting takes a lot out of you! she laughed half heartedly at the thought, while making her way towards the temple entrance.

On her way out she glanced wearily at the twin muddy blood and dirt trails that had been left on the floor.

Someone else can get those, I am desperately in need of rest

And with the last dregs of energy she possessed she ran to gain momentum and flapped her wings to take her to her little tent she now thought of as home.

{{My fault! He and Evelyn are wandering the halls. She's trying to get him to the infirmary, little boy.}}