OC Tales - Jaguar, a flamesilk rainwing

These are the OC Tales for **Jaguar, a flamesilk rainwing**
These are the OC Tales for **Jaguar, a flamesilk rainwing**

(red-tail)

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this is officer Updraft, interviewing #395, also known as Red-tail, on her-um-unusuality?

...why do I need to do this?

...If you won't talk, neither will I!

...AAAH! WHAT IS THAT THING?!

...I'll do it, if I must

I am Red-tail. I am a skywing. like my name, I have a red tail. I am mostly orange. now, you might be thinking, "Red-tail, why were you brought in for questioning? you seem normal." well, I'm not. I have birdlike wings and a row of feathers along my back. they were once an embarrassment, but now? not so much. I just live with them.

I wasn't born like this. I had normal wings and spikes along my back, like the others. I know it was the animus' fault. I know she tried to fix it. I understand, but I'm still angry. And I haven't trusted anyone since.

I rather enjoy these new wings, though. I can fly even faster now that I have them. I just wish she'd asked first.

you want me to stop grumbling about my wings? fine. I'll do it. I can talk about life in the rainforest kingdom, in the war, being kicked out of the palace and clawing my way back, I can tell you about all of it.

In the palace when I was little, I was ordinary. Ordinary until that one day, when the Nightwing queen came, her daughter and her best friend beside her. Me and the daughter-Shadeseer-and the friend-Jaguar-were playing, and we somehow ended up talking about birds, and Jaguar said "Be a bird!", and I turned into a cardinal. She was sorry, and she said "don't be a bird anymore! be a dragon!" and I turned mainly back, but my wings-yeah, you get it

(Jaguar/Jagged)

this is a fanfic about my OC Jaguar/Jagged and it's written as her journal.

**PART 1**

It's getting worse. today I could barely hold her back, and I think I'm going to lose control any day now. I don't know what I'm going to do. every day she grows stronger and I grow weaker. she started to influence my choices this morning, and I know she'll take over as soon as I let my guard down. No sleep tonight, I guess, but I'm so tired. I suppose one night more can't hurt, right?

*Oh, it definitely will, little one. even now, I feel you plead silently to be free. you can have this body back in the morning, if you're still there.*

NO! I'm not letting you take over again! I don't know why you're even here, but you need to leave now!

*You sound silly, arguing with yourself.*

A few things. one, you can't hear written words, two, you're not me, and three, no one else will see this journal, anyway. now, what should I call you?

*Ah, but I am you, little Jaguar. I’m called Jagged.*

LATER Alright. Jagged. please stop screaming in my mind, I'm trying to pay attention in class right now.

*I don't know what you're talking about*

LATER

might as well say how I got into this mess. except, the thing is, I don't honestly know when it started.

Please stop calling me that, monster of my mind

*I will if you will. anyway, it started a few weeks ago. I don't know what happened, but I've been growing ever since.*

I know what that was! my-your-our-I don't even know little cousin Dragonfruit dumped Star's science project on my head, and it got everywhere. The project was even about thoughts!

*that makes sense*

PART 2

another day and it's getting worse. I think she's going to be in sole control of this body soon. I can't let that happen, but she just pops in whenever she wants to.

*I think you're right about that...*

you want me to leave and never come back? I want to know why you think I'd do that for you. I want to know why you invaded my mind

*I want to know why you refuse to believe that I'm a part of you and always have been*

I want you to know that this is going nowhere

*I knew that already but it's fun to argue*

I don't agree

*Before we end this, I want you to understand that we're both Jag*

And I want you to know that I don't believe you

(a few days and torn out pages later)

I'd forgotten about this!

*I hadn't, there's just no point if you haven't written anything interesting*

I don't know what you mean

*Are you so sure?*

Are you *trying* to drive me crazy?

*Of course I am!*

And why is that?

*No reason at all, it's just fun*

I don't really understand that, but alright

*hmph*.

(a few days after that)

Why do you make me do these things? I regain control covered in-I don't even want to write what, and when I get clean, I get all sorts of odd looks!

*That's kind of the point*

I need you out of my head as soon as possible

*You still refuse to believe that I'm you?*

Why yes, I do