by Thebattleangel » Thu Apr 19, 2018 7:49 am
I love them, possible res Admon, Male, possibly going to use a past forms story but tweak it
Determined:
Admon is always determined to do anything he sets his mind to no matter what it may be, with everything he does you can see his determined face, he is always guarding the forest with everything he has like he had promised his mother, he is always determined to keep logging trucks away along with humans carrying any item of machinery that would cause any kind of damage to the beautiful wildlife and vegetation of the forest which, with him being the guardian has regrown massively looking like its normal state he hadn't seen in a very long time.
Curious:
Sometimes Admon's curiosity out ranks his brain causing him not to think and make bad decisions when something grabs his attention whether it be unusual or he just has too have a quick look or his brain will explode according to him anyway, he is curious about most things that related to wildlife or specific types of plants that he finds either suspicous or potentially dangerous that will harm others so he has more information and can treat a wound in the worst case scenario that something very bad happens or a wild animal bites other living beings.
Easily angered:
Sometimes the most lttle of things drive him crazy which can cause him to lash out unexpectedly making a rucus around him, he doesn't mean to do it and instantly trys to stop it some things you can't stop, depending on how his day is going determines how easy or hard it is to tip him off his edge causing him to act out, he does not want to be known for his aggression toward others but instead for guarding the beauty of the forest, making it safe enough to camp there even though there are my wild animals in the forest.
Judgemental:
Admon can be very judgemental at first glance but there is a big reason for it, he is very protective so it causes him to be very skeptical of some and if he doesn't like the look of them he will watch their every move making sure that they don't cause trouble in his beautiful home which he will never let anyone damage ever again, he sometimes can't help but judge a book by its cover although he knows how bad that may be but sometimes others look very sketchy causing worry.
Independent:
After his mother passed away he was pretty much forced to become independent and do everything for himself since his father was no longer able to look after him or Scooter, he learned how to cook on his own, he always made meals two times a day for both him as well as his father, although he never really showed appreciation for what he does but he is used the fact that he has one breathing parent as a reward so he is not left alone to wonder where his life had gone in such a hurry to get away from him.
I muttered grumpily, I hung my hind paws over the side of the bed, Scooter, my little Jack Russell, was by my side instantly, whining with impatience as I grabbed the hair brush from my bedside cabinet,
"Scoots, I will take you for a walk in a minute, OK boy?",
He sat down to the left of my body where he had once stood, his tongue lolled from his mouth, I got my cellphone and scooters leash out of my top drawer carefully, Scooter was now laying down, he was curled in a ball at the end of my bed eyeing my every movement, curiously but also impatiently, I planted my hind paws onto the ground, I approached my coat that hung on the door, the side that face the inside of my room, it was made of a baby blue soft fabric which my mother used to make this coat, I remembered being in the room while she was making it, the fabric had a very spring kind of smell, like flowers, grass and what not, little did I know that she was making it for my tenth birthday, that, was six years ago, it still fits like a glove, my mother had passed two years ago, it left both of us in wrecks, most of the time I wonder if my father is even on earth anymore, by the way he acts he seems more alien than viscet, ever since that day he had never been the father I remembered, instead, he was a shell of a viscet who still grieved his wife's passing, ignoring his sons existence, leaving me to fend for myself, Scoots whined again. Snapping me back to reality, he had his focus fixated onto his leash very tightly, I sighed again while shaking my head, Scooter was my mothers best friend, responsibility of him fell on me since dad could not look after him, I miss her everyday, I always feel like if I look deep enough into Scooters eyes I would see her spirit lingering in him, which, as silly as it sounds, makes me miss her less. It helps me know that she is safe.
I shook my head, stopping sudden forming tears, instantly, I hastily grabbed my coat and put it on, Scooter got up instantly, I put a paw to my chest resting it on a cold type of metal which was the present my mother wanted to give my on my fourteenth birthday, before she was taken away from me, I held it in my paws, I clicked the heart locket open with ease, in the locket there was a picture of my mother and I smiling, in the picture I was very young, about two, I cherished this locket, I always wear it in my mothers memory. Scoots let out another impatient whine, he was eyeing the leash that still swung side to side while I held it up, I stepped forward, prying Scooters neck up I connected his collar to his leash with a load click.
I slowly exited my room in silence. My father was fast asleeo on the couch snoring,
"I have never seen him fall asleep that fast before",
I whispered to myself, light on my feet I opened the door quietly, the wind howled, strong gusts of wind kept coming and going,
"Do I really want to go out there?",
I asked myself shivering as if I already felt the cold of the outside, I quickly pulled on my coat, I gazed outside the door for a second before opening it, I proceeded out the door, closing it behind me.
The air was cool, it smelt a bit like ash,
"He must have been burning plastic again",
I said aloud, we walked to the front of the yard to find puddles of rain water all over the lawn creating a heap of mud, we stuck to the concrete path that went through the heart of the yard, we managed to avoid most of the mud, the rain lightened too, enough to stop shivers running down my spine like I was being punctured repeatedly, the road outside our house was kind of steep but it never bothered me, but, what did was the pebbles that covered the concrete. It is painful. Very painful. We began to walk up the road, though, Scooter is very unwilling about it, this road was always a challenge for me growing up, mother had always said,
"If something is easy it is never worth while",
I live by that saying, when I had never understood what she actually meant by it, as I got older it stuck out like a sore thumb, I constantly remind myself of her quote everyday, the steep road was quickly coming to an end leaving two roads going to two different destinations, one, leads to the forest, the other, leads out of the village,
"Right it is",
I said to Scooter who then tugged on his leash in response, the road to the forest much smoother, shaven sheep roamed the surrounding paddocks chatting in their own language along with eating grass,
"Huh, I thought they would have lambs by now, its spring",
I said aloud causing one sleep to turn to baa at me, me and my mother always went into the forest to walk Scoots, but, I haven't been there in two years, we were approaching the familiar rocky road that led into the forest,
"Well, this is going to be painful",
I said aloud, sighing, my coat began to sway in the passing breezes,seeming like the coat has a mind of its own, causing my blood to run cold, giving me the chills, tugging on Scooters leash I guided the both of us to the left side of the road where grass was which would make it easier on my paws,
"The road is still the same",
I said to myself, Scoots kept tugging on his leash constantly which slowly made me agitated,
"Be patient boy",
I snapped at him, in return he shot a look at me. The gate to the forest was locked tight with a padlock which was not a problem, I unhocked Scooters leash, he made his way beneath the gate while I went to the narrow opening that the gate did not seal, Scooters tongue was lolling along with his tail wagging on the opposite side of the gate, I walked through the entrance joining him on the other side. Trees. Endless rows of trees covered my line of sight.
Stones constantly jabbed into my hind paws as we walked, Scooter was always in front waiting on me, most of the forest was how I remembered it, except for the fact that there was a trail to the left of the road we had taken, along with knocked down trees, it really saddened me, the forest was so beautiful with all of its plants, my mother had adored this place, I remember something she had said a long time ago,
"When my time here is up I want to be buried here, in the forest, so I can protect it with all of my might, I must protect the forests beauty",
Being young I never had taken notice of what she had said or meant, its like she knew that she was going to die and sometime soon, to this day I don't know the cause of her death, it was always shielded from me like I was a little kid, I hate it with a passion, but, I think its best also, so I don't get hurt, I'm only left to guess what had happened to her, there is a great reason I have not come back in here in two years, she was buried here like she wished, if I remember right she was buried near a lake surrounded by tall oak trees with a tombstone in the shape of a daisy with words engraved in the stone, what was written I had forgotten, I don't have an amazing memory, there is only certain things I actually remember, most of them are just fractions, I very rarely remember anything vividly unless my mother is present in the memory, my eyes always focused on the nature that surrounded me, I could feel the presence of my mother but I don't know if its my imagination or not, I kept on walking around aimlessly while Scooter ran all around sniffing everything he could, the trees began to decrease in number resulting in them totally disappearing leaving a clearing completely stripped of the trees that had one stood there, the only thing you could see was a bland grey color symbolising death, in its place,
"Mother...",
I gritted my teeth while continuing to look around, the trunks of each tree were laying flat on the ground, my eyes then fell on something, it was nothing like the others, it was a darker grey but it was not a shadow, then I saw the lake.
I carefully made my way down the edge of the road,
"This makes no sense...",
A pain struck my heart as I spoke, the logs of the trees were all stacked near the road making some sort of makeshift stairs, I began to walk slowly, any wrong move they will collapse,
"I swear this is the place...",
Branches were scattered everywhere, all are different shapes, colors as well as sizes, some remains of the trunks of trees layed scattered around the placw , the air was getting harder to breathe in since there was no vegetation was around, fear was rising inside of me, Scooter looked back at me as I took my last step planting my hind paws onto the ground, he looked sad like he knew what I was thinking, this WAS where she was buried. I knew that for a fact, but I need to know for sure, I carefully began to walk over the rubble of the plants looking for the dark gray object I had seen, Scooter was running around sniffing anything he possibly could, something began to tug at my heart suddenly which I had immediately decided to ignore, I frantically looked around for it, its color at least because I don't really know what it is, unless it's what I think, out of nowhere Scooter began to bark at the top of his lungs causing me to jump and nearly fall over, luckily, I managed to catch myself,
"What is it boy?",
I asked him, he started to run, aimed for the left, I ran after him, the tugging on my heart got stronger like I was approaching something I needed to. Scooter halted. There it is. The cement of the flower lost to time was chipped at the sides and a whole flower pettle was no longer present of the five. My mothers tombstone. What I was seeing cut my heart like a knife, the only sign of life in this whole place we were in was where she was, dry, brittle grass stood in her place, tears ran,
"Mother",
I slowly approached her tombstone with care, I began to run my right paw over the engraved words, each word filled me with a piercing pain,
"Here lays Ember, a loving mother and wife, a much cherished part of a lot of peoples lives, an angel sent from heaven who was robbed from the world way too early, she will be missed dearly, October twenty eighth 1992 - February tenth 2016",
I was very careful not to step on her grave while I began to examine each word, Scooter walked over to the left of where she was drooping his head, I slowly went toward Scooter sitting down beside him with caution so I did not startle him, using my right paw I gently stroked his back, I let out a sigh, it hurts so much seeing it this way, my best friend as well as my mother rests here, they destroyed her beautiful memory...,
"Admon...",
I looked around, what the heck was that?... No one is there... The voice sounds so much like... Like mum..., I closed my eyes for a brief moment, a flash of an image came and went... What the?... I closed my eyes again, there she was, the mother I love dearly,
"Mum?...",
I said aloud, the figure of her did not move or speak, she was different now... She had two individual sets of wings, a halo hovering over her head as well as two around the end of her tail,
"You are as beautiful as I remember...",
She spoke finally,
"Is it really you?...",
"Yes Admon, it is",
She smiled as she spoke, I returned it,
"Your beautiful memorial... It's... It's...",
"Ruined...?",
She interrupted, finishing my sentence,
"What happened...",
"I could not protect the one thing I held dear... But I have been allowed to make someone a guardian angel... Which is why I am talking to you now Admon... You are the best thing that had ever happened to me...",
"Mum...",
"I know it is too much to ask of you...",
"Mum, I will protect the forest with my life for you... I miss you being here with me...",
"I know, but, this way you will always be with me...",
"But dad...",
"He... He passed... While you were out of the house...",
"What...",
I choked as I spoke and began to bawl,
"I will protect this forest",
I managed to say between sobs,
"And all of our memories here mother... I promise...".
My body lifted into the air, I opened my eyes terrified, below me I could see her grave, a bright blue light began to surround me, a sharp pain grew around my head, the light grew blinding and suddenly bursted with a neon color, I was slowly lowered to the ground, my mother stood right in front of me completely visible, tears were in her eyes, my father was also at her side, I ran up to her, with my arms open wide, we wrapped each other in a hug, we squeezed each other tight,
"My Admon is now the guardian of the forest".
"Hello?",
A strange voice called somewhere in the distance,
"Hello?",
The strange voice called again,
"Who are you?",
I said in response so I could follow where the the voice came from,
"I am Taonga, I'm afraid I wandered off from the trail I was following, can you help?",
"Silly males",
I mutter beneath my breath, the voice was sharp but innocent in a way, why would anyone be in my forest anyway?, better question, how did I not notice them?, I can tell he is a male by his voice just like I can with everyone, it is a unique gift of mine, I sigh,
"I will be there in a moment, sir",
I made my way to his location using my senses.
"Taonga right?",
I asked as i walked up to the viscet that seemed lost, the red and black coloured viscet who had light pink swirls along with a mane accompanied by a unicornn horn of sorts, jumped, obiously startled, his eyes met mine as he returned to earth , he was definitely panicked,
"That's right... What are you...?",
"A normal viscet",
I stood proud as I spoke,
"Why do you ask Taonga?",
"You are a viscet like nothing I have ever seen before, that's saying something since I'm in a big pack",
"Oh, I see what you mean, I am the guardian Angel of this here forest you are lost in",
I motioned to my unicorn horn my head as I spoke,
"You must like this forest then",
"You have no idea, I will escort you home out of the forest so you don't get lost again",
I wink at him, he laughs in response,
"Thank you sir... Uhhh... I never got your name",
"Admon. Its Admon. And you are quite welcome",
We began to make the long journey out of the forest to his home, he was not wrong when he said it was a big pack.
"Wow this is big",
"I told you so",
Taonga smirked as he spoke, we were approaching a massive den that stood high that looked like it had many split of sections for maybe individual dens of some sort, another viscetviscet similar to his color and pattern was waiting at the entrance,
"Taonga!, there you are!, I have been worried sick",
The viscet looked to be female because of her feminine mane, she run up wrapping Taonga in a breath taking hug by the look of it,
"Son, where have you been?",
She asked while releasing him from her hug. So this is his mother,
"I was in the forest mother, I got hopelessly lost and Admon helped me",
He said while motioning to me, her eyes filled with wonder at the sight of me, she walked toward me full with curiosity causing me to back up,
"Sorry",
She said halting,
"I have never seen anything like you before",
"Your son said the same thing miss",
"Come, I'm sure my mother would like to meet you",
"Sure thing Taongas mother",
"Oh please, call me Hope",
"Ok, if you insist",
we both exchanged smiles, Hope began to walk and Taonga and I followed close behind, The pack is huge, happiness was around every corner, soe young visclings were playing together with their gaurdians supervising them, te pack looks like a lovely place to live.
http://imgur.com/R06VDjj
Last edited by
Thebattleangel on Sun Apr 29, 2018 8:35 pm, edited 7 times in total.
Just something so the winner has some nice art
