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((Crimflow))

Setting the scroll upon her lap, Alaynia looked down to the dream beside her. It was the first time she truly got a good look at him, and she definitely noted the mechanical arm.

"...is it a weapon, or is it meant to serve as a replacement...?" she murmured, not really caring if the nameless other heard her question or not. She merely uttered it for her own benefit.

"...I would rather have something interesting to look at than to go back to that desolate place I was at before. At least the scenery in this place varies a bit." Her fingers reached to her ear and flicked lightly at the feathers there.

"Might I ask what name you have deemed with, so I might know what to call one who fought so skillfully?"

[Sanctum Glade]

Sigil stretched his muscles, breathing the air. He looked around the meadow, it was pretty boring, so he jumped in the lake for a swim.

" Oh dear! " Indeed, Sachi was surprised by the Deejarne's sudden change of attitude. A arrogant smile soon formed on her tiny muzzle. Then she began to giggle, a paw lifted and covering her mouth. At this moment the spirit dejarnee was feeling very special. If she had no fur around those perfect cheeks of hers you would be able to see a blush. " Yes, You should do such things for me. Like I said, I am a special dream unlike you. Still, if you stick around with me long enough you'll start earning some type of respect. " Sachi was too flattered to hear the sarcastic tone coming from the other dejarnee. Good thing he learned his lesson, Sachi thought. Now she had yet another fool following her every rule.

Boy did Sachi feel rather stupid after the male showed his true colors. Sachi didn't speak for a few minutes, just stared wide eyed. Muzzle gaped with surprise, her paw shaking nervously. What was she going to say now, she had no come back! This male had out witted her and made a fool out of her! Oh..oh god. Sachi felt sick now, which one fueled her anger. This time she didn't yell, but attacked. Bites, scratches, and much more attacking soon followed.

(( Sanctum Glade!!!! ))

Smack! Three tails smashed into Sachi's beautiful face, catching the poor female off guard. A muffled squeal was barely heard when the poor Dejarnee hit the ground below. She had landed on her side, three tails sprawled on the grounds, one hand on her throbbing cheek. Lids closed, covering hurt teary eyes. It was a sad scene to see, bringing tears to anyone's eyes. If the male Deejarne did not feel remorse...then he was a heartless dream, a nightmare. A tear managed to escape one of the lidded eyes, slowly crawling down Sachi's furry cheek. If Tomoni were around...he would go insane and cry his gay eyes out. He would scream, yell, and do much more things. Maybe even say that his little dejarnee had died, thank the lord he couldn't come into this realm. Hopefully, Sachi's plan would work perfectly. <3

As Hagalaz sat and spoke with Alaynia so calmly after the battle they had just shared. Off in the distance the tiny black specks of roaming nightmares continued their seemingly pointless wandering. The hot air blew sharply for a moment, ruffling fur and kicking up a bit of ash. Carried upon the wind though, appeared to be a black tattered piece of cloth. Like a kite caught in a wild storm, it snapped through the air...and caught itself upside Hagalaz's head with a firm FWAHP sound.

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((Crimflow))

Remaining seated and calm while floating in the air, she replied as honestly as she could: "...I have been told that my kind are called the Deejarne, though I personally did not know that there were fancy titles to Dreams."

Her eyes once more wandered a bit, over the area which the two were battling. It seemed as if the area had suddenly become littered with items that she had never seen before. Leaning over, she plucked each from the ground as if they were some precious flower which were soon going to be placed into a vase of water. Her lap was soon full.

"...I am definitely not familiar with these..." she said in a whisper as she opened the second blue scroll she found. Her eyes skimmed over the words and found an incantation of sorts.

After a bit, she rolled the scroll back up, then glanced to Hagalaz. "...I am deemed with the name Alaynia... I think I shall go and search about this place a bit more... for it is quite unusual... or at least I think so..." With a nod of the head, she began to float off into the direction of her choice.

((Crimflow))

The sky was black, with swirls of deep charcoal grey swirling about. The land here was also nearly as barren as the lands she had been looking about earlier as well. Alaynia's cool eyes contrasted greatly with all the warm greys which surrounded her. On occasion a river of crimson would decorate the rather dead scenery.

"...at least there is a bit of color here..." the Deejarne said in her whispery soft voice. At least she was fortunate enough to have relatively light colored short fur, save for that of her tails, for the heat from each lava flow did begin to stick to her form. For some reason, the creature continued to look about, almost as if she was expecting to find something there. In her mind, she didn't even know what she was looking for, but she knew there was something...