October 18, 2018, 09:52 AM
The phoenix's fire-dipped paws drifted through the damp sand - grains sticking to her as the wind whipped her shaggy coat about ungently.
ʻO ke kai was angered, Her grey waters churning with the beginnings of a great storm. Thick, suffocating clouds pressed on the earth darkly as if they would open at any moment and spill their anger upon the land. Ahe's golden orbs turned to the sky without fear.
She'd wandered adrift since washing ashore and had little cause to fear another storm, half of her even wished that ʻO ke kai would take her. Life seemed so empty without her ohana, without her kaikuaʻana - would it even matter if a pākuʻi like herself vanished from the world?
As her feet led her into the sheltered bay, she found herself wandering to the surf involuntarily, mesmerized by the angry slap of the waves against the beach. There was something hypnotic in that chaos - something brooding and enraged beneath the lap of the water.
Ahe wanted to let it consume her.
The cold water had broken over one fiery paw when she was frozen in her tracks - golden eyes following the dark shape of a turtle. The turtle - barely visible within the waters as its flippers flapped gracefully - veered to the left.
Instinctively, the Islander followed.
She stumbled, losing sight of the reptile as she nearly ran face first into a formation of rocky spires - their stony fingers reaching for the sky. Panting, Ahe disentangled herself and rushed to find the guide.
Confusion halted her movements as she fumbled around the spires, for there was no sign of the sea turtle anywhere - only a soggy heap lying on the beach.
Ahe approached cautiously, unsure what kind of sea monster it might be, her head lowered and her hackles raised in case it wanted a fight. As the Reaver neared, something about the shape of the limbs, the curve of the spine, caused her tension to dissipate if only slightly.
It was lupine.
Once she was upon it, a chill skittered down her spine, for there was something about the profile of its head-
"Keanu!" Ahe's joyous shout came, her eyes landing upon the cinnamon skeletal markings that conveyed who he was to her. She'd thought him dead, it had been so long since she washed ashore that it seemed only reasonable to assume him deceased, and a terrible thought occurred to her then.
He would not be alive for very long if she did not move him.
Ahe grabbed what she could of the behemoth's dark coat, weighed down as it was by the salt water, and began to drag him from the water. Her muscles strained beyond what they were supposed to, she could feel fire streaking along her bones as some pulled and snapped, her teeth clenched to the point she thought they would shatter - the firebrand pulled him free of danger inch by agonizing inch.
Finally, at a distance where the water could not disturb them, Ahe collapsed at his side. The mouthpiece was trembling, panting with effort, as her golden optics moved to him. She wrapped her body around him for warmth though the wind was mostly blocked within the sanctuary of the bay.
"You're not allowed to die yet, brother."
ʻO ke kai was angered, Her grey waters churning with the beginnings of a great storm. Thick, suffocating clouds pressed on the earth darkly as if they would open at any moment and spill their anger upon the land. Ahe's golden orbs turned to the sky without fear.
She'd wandered adrift since washing ashore and had little cause to fear another storm, half of her even wished that ʻO ke kai would take her. Life seemed so empty without her ohana, without her kaikuaʻana - would it even matter if a pākuʻi like herself vanished from the world?
As her feet led her into the sheltered bay, she found herself wandering to the surf involuntarily, mesmerized by the angry slap of the waves against the beach. There was something hypnotic in that chaos - something brooding and enraged beneath the lap of the water.
Ahe wanted to let it consume her.
The cold water had broken over one fiery paw when she was frozen in her tracks - golden eyes following the dark shape of a turtle. The turtle - barely visible within the waters as its flippers flapped gracefully - veered to the left.
Instinctively, the Islander followed.
She stumbled, losing sight of the reptile as she nearly ran face first into a formation of rocky spires - their stony fingers reaching for the sky. Panting, Ahe disentangled herself and rushed to find the guide.
Confusion halted her movements as she fumbled around the spires, for there was no sign of the sea turtle anywhere - only a soggy heap lying on the beach.
Ahe approached cautiously, unsure what kind of sea monster it might be, her head lowered and her hackles raised in case it wanted a fight. As the Reaver neared, something about the shape of the limbs, the curve of the spine, caused her tension to dissipate if only slightly.
It was lupine.
Once she was upon it, a chill skittered down her spine, for there was something about the profile of its head-
"Keanu!" Ahe's joyous shout came, her eyes landing upon the cinnamon skeletal markings that conveyed who he was to her. She'd thought him dead, it had been so long since she washed ashore that it seemed only reasonable to assume him deceased, and a terrible thought occurred to her then.
He would not be alive for very long if she did not move him.
Ahe grabbed what she could of the behemoth's dark coat, weighed down as it was by the salt water, and began to drag him from the water. Her muscles strained beyond what they were supposed to, she could feel fire streaking along her bones as some pulled and snapped, her teeth clenched to the point she thought they would shatter - the firebrand pulled him free of danger inch by agonizing inch.
Finally, at a distance where the water could not disturb them, Ahe collapsed at his side. The mouthpiece was trembling, panting with effort, as her golden optics moved to him. She wrapped her body around him for warmth though the wind was mostly blocked within the sanctuary of the bay.
"You're not allowed to die yet, brother."
let me know if I need to edit anything
"I do not fear death; I fear a life unfulfilled. To those who have lived, death is but the next great adventure."
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It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - October 17, 2018, 10:25 PM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - October 18, 2018, 09:52 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - October 19, 2018, 07:11 PM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - October 23, 2018, 08:35 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - October 24, 2018, 08:43 PM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - October 25, 2018, 08:57 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - November 01, 2018, 09:51 PM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - November 05, 2018, 07:32 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - November 08, 2018, 01:10 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - November 09, 2018, 07:53 AM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Keanu - November 12, 2018, 10:28 PM
RE: It's the fire it ignites - by Ahe - November 14, 2018, 08:08 AM