Posts by Willowmoss

Fang bowed his head respectfully "nothing went wrong and we made it in good time," he replied.

Willowmoss blinked "maybe," she murmured.

The teenager backed away and leapt up into a tree. She sat crouched on the same branch as before "what are you?" she called. Her green eyes widened with horror as she stared down at what had been the young girl. She tossed her hair over her slender shoulder and leapt higher into the tree. The girl pulled an elegant bow and one ivory tipped arrow out of a quiver on her back and knocked it.[size=1] [/size][size=2]She drew back the string and aimed it at the creature/girl.[/size]

"Well... um.... it's n-nice to meet you b-both," she stuttered, glancing between them.

Watching the cub stumble, the girl frowned. The slowly loosened the string and slipped the bow and arrow back into the quiver on her back. Carefully and slowly, she swung down into the lower branches. She perched on the tip of one and gazed at the black bear "hello," she said quietly. She extended one slender, strong hand and held it out to the bear cub. She adjusted her footing and tensed, ready to leap out of reach.

"I'm Icetiger," he replied and leapt to the ground.

Fang bowed his head and padded away. He flopped down in a patch of shade to rest.

Willow padded out of the cave, she wagged her tail and bounded up to Shadow. She bowed her head in respect, then asked "How are you Shadow?"

Ilia leapt gracefully from the saddle and with inhuman speed, removed it. Threyja snorted and extended his nose towards the hatchling "Ilia, you must come look at this," he said in his mind. The dark haired elf leapt forward and crouched in front of the hatchling. "What are you doing here, little one?" she asked in soothing tones. "This is a dragon that has hatched for someone, its a rider's dragon!" Ilia cried in the confines of her mind. Threyja snorted again and replied "Well where is it's rider?"

Willowmoss's eyes focused on the cats then, slid back out of focus.. "Tired, hungry, thirsty, sick," she muttered feverishly. Willowmoss shook her head slightly at the other cat.

"No, no, no, no, no!" she cried, worried she had offended him. "It's just well.... um.... there is.... um..... two of you," she finished, somewhat lamely.

"No!" she cried, she shuffled her paws gazing at the ground.

The girl flinched as she felt the contact. "Hello," she repeated, as she watched the bear's movement carefully. "What are you?" she murmured. Then as it grew even darker, she glanced at the sky and frowned again. Her feet tensed on the branch as she heard a twig crack a few paces into the trees. "Who's there?" she called, her accented voice ringing through the forest.

Willowmoss heaved herself to her paws and wobbled dangerously.

Willowmoss closed her eyes and groaned, she reached one bony paw out and nearly fell.

Willow blinked and tugged the jacket tighter around herself.

Icetiger smiled and dipped his head "nice to meet you too," he replied.

Willowmoss trembled and pawed at the vole, carefully she took a little nibble and almost immediately groaned. She curled up in a tight ball, whimpering.

The teenager watched the cub. "It's okay," she soothed clambering up the tree after the cub, "nothing's going to hurt you." She glared around to see what made the noise, spotting nothing she turned back to the bear. "Come with me, i have a safe place to rest," she said quietly. She leapt down from the tree and knocked an arrow to her bow. Listening carefully she began to make her way through the forest, towards a mossy out cropping of rock.

Threyja blinked. Ilia leapt in front of her hill sized dragon and let out a feral growl, she drew a shimmering sword the exact color of Threyja from it's sheath. "I am Ilia and this is Threyja, who are you?" she replied quietly, lowering her sword, she glanced at the young hatchling.

The girl arrived at the base of the mini cliff. She tucked her bow away and reached up and began to creep up the mossy rock face. Once she reached the top she gazed back down at the bear "come on!" she called and backed away from the edge. She paced back until she found a hole in the rock, hidden by ferns. It was large enough to allow the bear to crawl inside. She crouched down in the entrance of the tunnel and waited for the bear cub to join her. She pulled her bow out again and knocked an arrow.