Thread: WINDS OF THE PAST

Afterwards, for several years...four...he had cared for nothing but taking care of himself, his paja 'father' and slowly being winged from Smoke. Which he'd gotten addicted to during his year of captivity. He had given up dreams and fantasies, or about climbing the Warrior status ladder to become a Ka'Tri warrior and a success amongst his Alaysha 'People'. He had spent those four years wanting to be loved by another, besides his paja 'father'. Shiro Ki would have been happy with the little hutch 'home', a garden and herb patch, a male who would pay attention to him and cared about his thoughts and feelings, who would talk to him at the end of the day. A helping hand about the small patch or just out of the blue a handful of killa's 'flower's' and a gentle loving that would leave them both sated and happy. But than things changed when his Alaysha 'People' tried to have his paja 'father' killed and he had gone after his Maja 'mother'. Then many things had accorded from then to now. Many mate's life and soul bonding's, and barres of the Seal. Sometimes he would still dream of meeting Copper. The half-blood Copper would be imaginative, exciting, bold and daring. He would notice him, ache for him and then he would determine instantly that he must be his, that he couldn't be without him or live without him. Then he would lift him up off his feet and carry him away to the Outcast's camp, where he would make mad, passionate mind blowing love to him. Sadly of course, that was all just a fantasy, Ki thought now as he finished storing the last of the cushion pillows and looked up at the sky when thunder boomed but than lightning continuously shot across the sky than streak down to strike the ground. Shit...! muttered Ki, as he hurried across the open space. Kenie! Put up the shielding now! he sent mentally even as he put up his own about the Tundra pastor. For lightning storms were bad on Ka'Taria because of the abundant metal that was through out the ground. Muttering under his breath about the traditional ceremonial clothing of just a beaded fringed vest and knee length clout, Ki paused as he pulled off the band on his right wrist and pulled his hip length hair up into a high ponytail. His ears in full view and hurriedly began to toss several pots, pans, skillets and cups into a sack, and turned just in time to leap back as a bolt of lightning hit the spot he had been standing in. Shith... Paja!! cried Kenie, as she came running towards him. You better go, Ja. I'll finish here. Nodding, Ki placed his forefinger to his forehead, breathed deeply and at that exact moment, a horrendous burst of lightning shattered the heavens. As if several smaller bolts merged together. The huge, jagged bolt seemed to come straight towards Ki. Fleetingly, he felt his hair stand on end, warning him of the monstrous surge of electricity that was about to strike. Then, abruptly, the place he stood at exploded into a brilliant, dazzling white hot light - and than he knew nothing more. Paajjaa... screamed Kenie as she rushed towards her Paja, but was blasted back by the blast. Minutes later, after she caught her breath and she could see and stand, she rushed to the charred spot and found...nothing. Nothing except for a single bracelet that was made of crystal balls. Nooo....paja. she wept as she fell to her knees and held the bracelet in her hands, ignoring the pain as it burned and those who stood around her as she wept. For though Ki wasn't dead, she couldn't feel him or sense him. For she had seen him shimmer just before the lightning struck. Where are you paja? Where are you?