Pet's ID Tag:#38, if it hasn't already been adopted.
Name You'd Choose for It: Siani Fire-feather
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: I just love the flame design, and I adore the care put into him. I sincerly hope he hasn't been adopted so my form has a chance.
History/Background/Other:
The birth of Siani
Walk into the flames and feel your illusions vanish! (Quote from "The Firework maker's daughter)
The fire engulfed the forest, burning higher and higher. Smoke chocked the birds flying and flames bured all those few animals who were unlucky enough to get close. The red was the colour of the forest, yellow of heat and white of pureness. Death by fire is a pure was to die, and more hounerable than water.
Fire is the flashiest form of magic (Quote from "Skulduggery Pleasant")
A witch, clothed in the finest shadows of tormented souls drew a rune in the red earth. The emmense heat from the flames scarcly bothered her, as she reached and grabbed some. "Ekab!Ausia! Emasj! Nrub!*" The sorceress's words brought forth a large female wolf, pregnant and lost in the red flames. "Shai! Dniw! Yks! Erif! Sherjua!*" A falcon tumbled out of the sky.
Maintinance of the fire could only be entrusted to a male of high status (Quote from "The clan of the Cave Bear")
The witch mixed a feather from the falcon into the flame. She mixed it with some herbs and gave it to the wolf, wrapped in raw meat. The sorceress lifted her narled fingertips and spoke "Snai quirnai ahsh seadni adjso adj denfl! Juaodnkwa! Ashje adjue andmai! Ashje adjue sajdk! Wofa aur eeira!!*" And with that, she stepped into the flames and was gone from this world.
The heat encompassed me in a loving embrace (Quote from "Fire Study")
The female was in another forest now, giving birth. 3 normal cubs were alive and drinking the warm milk of their mother. But one was left to be born. And when he came, they were in for a shock.
For out came Siani, and this was the predetor of the witch. A mix of Fire, Falcon and Wolf. A demon of sorts...
* Scroll down for "The witch's spell roughly translated"!
Siani's poem, written by the witch:
Flames are the begining and end,
Nothing lies before or after.
Fire lies free of emotions and weakness,
And never truly dies.
Heat and light never ceases,
For in the burning all else vanishes.
The flames are inside you. Use them wisely.
The voice in Siani's head stopped, and wispered. "I'll be watching, young Fire-feather" said the voice of the sorceress who'd made him...
Siani's first hunt:
I ran for the small rabbit. I could hear it breathing, it's small heart betting within it's chest. The smell of fear and exaustion reeked from the rabbits sleek fur. We played chase, darting through bushes as the sun beat down on us. My red fur made it hard to hide, but my strength and staminia? Better than all my brothers and sisters, that's for sure.
I can't remember how long this went on for. I was three steps away when the bloodlust clouded my vision fully. I leaped, unveiling hidden wings even I didn't know I had. I glided for a second then jumped on the rabbit. I ripped it's small head off and concentrated on the crimson liquid that was dripping out. Within five minutes, the rabbit was gone. Disappeared into my stomach.
I was only a small pup, perhaps the runt of the litter. But after that kill? I was the largest. I felt alive. Some magical transformation had taken place already.
Very good, Siani... Now be a good pup and head home.. It was the voice, rich and powerful. The voice from my dreams.
The witch's spell, roughly translated:
"Ekab!Ausia! Emasj! Nrub!
Mother of the bleeding earth, I summon!
Shai! Dniw! Yks! Erif! Sherjua!
Father of the darkened sky, I summon!
Snai quirnai ahsh seadni adjso adj denfl! Juaodnkwa! Ashje adjue andmai! Ashje adjue sajdk! Wofa aur eeira!!
By the blood of the wolf and the purness of fire, and the hunters of the sky's flying feathers may the anscestors give the forest a hunter, the likes of which only exist in legends! Give it the strength of the wolf, the skill of the falcon and the power of the fire!"
When Siani returned home after his first proper hunt:
I was in the den, looking like a large male wolf. I was only a few months, in reality. The wings stuck out of my back and my fur was shaggy and knotted, making me seem larger than I was. My father and mother looked at me in fear, while my brothers looked at me in envy. My sisters looked at me and thought I was someone else, though my markings gave me away.
My mother quivered, and my father calmed her before shouting at me. "You are a demon! Unfit for this pack! You aren't even part of the family properly!You are EXILED FOR ALL ENTERNITY! Be gone, foul beast!" My mother howled, and my siblings gasped. "No!" was the word that was on all their lips. I shook my fur and said silent goodbyes. I stood in a submissive stance and left, my tail between my legs.
Siani's first flight:
I was in a new forest now. The red trees and ash swirled around me from an ancient fire. I felt at home, with no family as burdens and no rules to keep. I'm ashamed to say I killed a lot back then, when ever I felt the need. Bloodlust was a strong yearning as was the promise of flesh.
One day I explored the forest that had become my home territory. I walked, following the sound of distant water. I saw a glimmer and the loud noise of a stream, and my nose told me the rest. I was on high ground, above the stream by a few feet. I leaned over to get a better look, as the path had come to a halt. I was falling, falling, falling. Down, down, down....
It stopped. I was gliding above the water. I looked at my reflection and saw that the wings were what was making me fly. I flapped them a few times. I rose higher. I was truely the greatest hunter in this forest.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
-Sort of a WIP, I add bits when I think of them. It's not part way through the story and it fits at any single point, so please take it as it is. ^^-