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High in the sky above the island, a girl of 14 was floating in the sky with a pink parasol, almost like mary poppins. She went down gently, she smiled at the land below.

Seemingly innocent, she landed on the edge of the island, where she was face to face with a pack of wolves, which immediatly attacked the girl. She smiled, and suddenly ice and thunder rained down apon the pack, killing them instantly.

She started walking around the island, her parasol closed and leaning on her shoulder. She was bored, and she wanted to have some fun. She sighed, and looked at the sky. Her name was unknown, but people refered to her as Kai.

Now Walter found himself rather wholly confused. He knew he was over a mile above the ground, and yet here someone was riding a parasol onto the isle. This is not an everyday occurrence of course as most individuals require air and at this height without supernatural means, oxygen was very hard to come by.

Granted Shadow Island had a fresh supply, but outside of it well...that was another story.

Nevertheless being a good Butler as he was the old man made his way to the visitor. He wore a pressed black vest over a while dress shirt and a matching pair of dress pants, and shoes, as well as a clean pair of white gloves. As he had left his apron and work gloves by the roses he was tending before the visitor arrived.

What caught him as odd, was that the moment she landed she attacked...something? Ice rained down from the sky, as thunder was entirely impossible being as the enchantments that held Shadow Island 6000ft in the air, also kept the weather eternally the same. And what she attacked appeared to be imaginary. It had to be, as it was entirely impossible for any sort of natural wolf to find its way 6000ft into the sky, or while Shadow Island was previously located in the ocean, it was impossible for a Wolf to swim over 20 miles in order to land on the island.

Thus the fact that the only Fauna on the island were birds, or anything else that could manage a long tedious flight. Master Maximos was after all, not a very big fan of dogs. And this woman...whoever she may be, had accidentally floated onto someones front lawn.

Walter approached and very kindly approached the girl of appearent fourteen years and spoke. His voice was very soft, just a few octaves below a normal speaking tone.

Can I help you young lady? You seem lost.

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Eeep!

D audibly squealed from within the bushes, before in a blur of black leaping from the shrubbery and jetting off toward the Sparring Ground, Teira ever on his tail.

A competitor! The first competitor he'd had in...ever! She was right on him! Now granted, the Sparring Ground was a mostly vacant area, but it had those rocks. Boulders really, that had been transported to this grassless area to serve as terrain. Maybe...just maybe D thought to himself in his super hyper candy induced state, he could use these rocks for cover! Cover against the dredded It!

And It, was coming fast! He leaped! With smack and an oomph, both his hands and his upper half landed on the top of a 7ft boulder monstrosity. His legs however were left hanging kicking rather wildly as they attempted to find some sort or kind of footing, while his hands flailed trying to pull his body up. Teira was fast, no doubt about that D only just barely managed to get on top of the rock. Just barely out of the way of any oncoming hands. At which point the boy triumphantly stood at its highest point with his hands on his hips, and tried his best to look heroic.

Of course to D, climbing the rock was a feat to be proud of. To someone in the body of a full grown woman however...of course concepts like "range", and "hieght" were entirely too bothersome for this small boy.

Oh no! Oh no!

D wasnt going to fall for that, that easily!

She was jumping up to get him, that meant all he had to do was step back and....

Well perhaps he was falling for that. As D seemed to have forgotten he was on a boulder, not the ground. Which meant his footing wasnt flat, and he had yet to master the non-existent concept of just walking on air. He was infact falling, and as Teira was pouncing as any skillful girl should, D was totally falling for that, and exactly that easily!

He fell to the dry ground behind him with an audible "oomph", and visible cloud of sand and dust cast upwards, and gently drifting downwards. As per inertia's command D would be tumbling and rumbling right out of the sparring grounds laughing rather vibrantly until the rolling paused. Being entirely before the age where girls were anything more than just other people, he was entirely content to remain the perfectly captured prey of the lovely kitty Teira.

Though, whenever she did choose to free him, he would immediately hop to his feet, point and say very energetically.

I'm It now! Now you gotta run!

D was off, like the dastardly little scamp he was. He started things off primal, running on two feet was good for long distances but for those starts where you really need to dig in and cover ground, nothing works as well as running on all fours.

It was amazing the lessons that play taught, here Tiera learned to run, in a combat situation she would be able to jet across distances away or even toward enemies as swift as the wind, and as a plus she'd never be late ever again!

D however, had that almost sinister look in his innocent eyes. He was afterall the Destroyer and as such his destructive programming had to take effect at some point. In no time he would be irresistibly drawn to large cities where he will back up sewers, reverse street signs, and steal everyone's left shoe. But for right now, for this exact moment, he was playing tag.

His little feet amazingly let him keep up with Teira, a blur of black chasing after the wind. But she was clever, and tricksy to boot! She vanished up a tree! Whats more she had darted to the side and then back, completely throwing off the little devil, he spun around finding three trees directly beside each other and...no Teira. He stepped forward into the shade of the tree very carefully, his dark eyes darting back and forth with half a grin plastered across his features. She was here....somewhere...but where...

He leaned his head back taking a few whiffs out of the air. A trick he had seen a puppy do once in Latent. That just happened to be exactly what he needed. Teira....Teira had candy...an amazingly delicious stwawbewwy treat, and salmon inexplicably drawn up the stream, D was inexplicably drawn to candy. Though he had enough sense to know not to eat it once it had been in someones mouth, that sweet sweet aura wafting from between her full lips and toward his cute button nose was exactly what he needed.

He darted toward the tree, both of his hands immediately smacking each side as he tried to shimmy up it. His eyes almost sparkling in the shade of the tree. His face covered with a bright smile, and the smack of his teeth viciously devouring a piece of cherry echoing upwards, as he made his way toward his prey, aiming for the ultimate in prizes of course...a tag!

D couldnt forget, it was hardwired into his nature. How could he neglect the hunt! His hands dug into the loose chunks of bark, and the rough turf of his boots gripped the many extending branches helping him scamper up the tree, like a monkey shimmying up a palm tree.

Although, this wasnt a palm tree, this was an entirely other type of tree. One with small leaves and thick branches, one with a secret weapon that is guaranteed to halt D or any other rambunctious little kids in the middle of a game such as this.

This tree had fruit. More specifically its very dark bark and rich green leaves were home to Night Pear. A delicacy in the Shadow Realm. They're used to make Night Pear juice, Night Pear pear, and more importantly Night Pear pie. The fruit itself looked less like an pear, and more like a jet black apple with an elongated top, and a green streak around the middle. And its taste well...its taste really had no comparison. It had been likened to a fusion of apple and pear, or a mixture of pineapple and apple, its very hard to describe a flavor that simply does not exist on this particular plane of existence or any other than its home.

D himself would have entirely missed the fruit, if he hadnt looked up to see Teira taking a perch on top of the tree, saw a pear shaken loose by her climb, falling straight for his face his mouth opened wide, and with a gentle crunch the pear found itself impaled on his sharp fangs. He could see straight up, and straight up was Teira. And she was staring forward so very amazed. Too amazed, now he was curious. He immediately snatched free a fresh looking Night Pear and scurried up to the top of the tree beside her. His right hand offering her the Night Pear saying.

Here. S'good.

And his head cocking to the side as he followed her eyes out across the garden, and his right hand came up to peel the fruit back and tear free a bite for him to chomp away at.

Whatcha lookin' at?

Was that a tail?! Teira had a tail! That was so unfair, he wanted a tail! Why couldnt he have a tail? None the less he watched with a sort of stunned amazement as it pierce the fruit, almost surgically dodging his head. And his eyes followed it back.

Whooooaa...

He said, with a bright smile, and an open mouth. He would have likely kept staring, if Teira didnt mention the garden and immediately call his attention out at the beautiful.

Gawden?

It had been there for as long as he was but D never took the time to climb up a tree and actually look at it, as a whole. The colors, the trees, the leaves it was all very very nice. He actually paused for a moment, a rare thing, his left hand coming across his face to wipe away a line of purple dribble from his chin, and spread it along his black sleeve. Because for a child this age, sleeves are nothing more than napkins worn on your arms.

Yeah...

He said, with a smile.

...its wewy pwetty...

This view entirely reminded him of something else. Something he liked to do in his spare time, something so high up in the sky. And it brought a wry smile to his face.

Hey Tayra...can you fwy?

Now that, that was tricky. How do you explain flying to someone when you barely understand it, itself.

Ummm...

He said, lifting his hand and tapping it to his chin. His dark eyes scanned the sky as he tried to put together exactly how to say this.

You..

He lifted up his hand in the air, flattening it out like a plane, or a board.

....you do dis.

And he zoomed his hand around the air making wooshing, and fooshing, sounds to mimic air by them. And then suddenly diped his hands down and wooshed it back up,and around.

...and den you land.

And his hand kind of suddenly when straight down going "Booom!". Yep...that was a suitable description to him, so he nodded rather stoutly and directly and looked back up to Tayra.

'Dats fwying.