by Bℓυ ωιитєя » Mon May 31, 2010 4:40 pm
Chee sat down and watched, her tail swaying back and fourth happily. Good job Torka! she thought happily blinking. The tracker lifted her nose to the air, sniffing in the scents for any rogue demon or wolf. Although she wanted to stay and watch the young wolf's ceromony a new scent had caught her attention. Not wnating to disturb the others she crept away by herself. The scent was new to her, Something inbetween a Demon and a Dog or wolf. Slowly she pushed her way through some bushes and saw a small, misty, green pond. Bounding over to te edge she lean't down to get a drink, but stopped seeing something else in her reflection, a black dog with blood red spots stared back at her. Blinking she growled at the reflection and a voice growled back on the wind. Your not who you think you are... Chee... You... Are... A mutation... A demon... who can take the form of any thing she wishes. Open your mind Chee! Let it in! Become who you where meant to be! the wind whistled to her. A shiver ran down her spine and she closed her eyes. Now breath... In... Out... In. Now think of something, Chee breathed in deeply and thought of a deer, something you didn't see anymore. A deer! Yes Good! Now look in the pond! the wind howled at her. Chee opened her eyes and growled, only a loud bleep squeeked from her mouth. Her eyes stared into the puddle, and in her reflection was a young, fawn. Good! Good now don't think of anything! the wind ordered. Chee obeyed and cleared her head. Now look! the voice was ferm this time. Opening her eyes she saw that she was back to normal. Good now lets see how you go in a fight! the wind growled lowly. Chee stepped back in fear and a loud rumbling of a growl emerged from the bushes. Chee bristled and growled back as a large, black wolf emerged from the forest. Withought even giving her a sniff the wolf leaped, tackling her into the pond. Dirty water filled her nose as she was pushed under the water. Her eyes blinked open and stared up at the distorted face of the wolf that held her under. Then her eyes clouded as she passed out... he struggles seesing to nothing... Chee! What did i teach you! Breath! Think fish! the voice in her head howled at her. With all Chee's might she did as she could, she couldn't breath unde the water she she just kept thinking fish, pictured the silver scales, the strong fins. Then she felt her body change. Breathing became easy and she felt herself speed away from under the paws of her attacker. Looking around despretly she dodged the paws that slammed on the surface, tryng to catch her and crush her. Think! crocodile! the voice ordered. Chee did exactly what she was told. Before she knew it she was instinctivly slashing around with huge, strong jaws. She felt her jaws close around flesh and lock on. The loud howl echoed around the forest as she began to spin, breaking the wolf's bones. Good! You an let go now... He is dead, the voice said. Chee dropped the body and then cleared her thoughts, feeling her body slam into the muddy banks as exhaustion washed over her. Its normal... now sleep Chee, the voice orders. Almost as if she was under a spell she feel asleep. The body of the mangled wolf next to her.
(Do you think after the ceromony is finished Ayet could find her and bring her back to camp,)