Chapter Three: "THE PINK FADING TAIL OF URA"

Flower settled down in her cave for the night, the warm glowing crystals making her sleepy. She looked over at Artemis the Athulyth, the old wise creature looking down on her. As night came over Sonaria, the Athulyth did not sleep. She never did.

“Good night, Artemis.” Flower sighed and turned over, shutting her eyes and smiling. Artemis spoke in a gruff voice, “Night, Flower.” As Flower fell asleep, Artemis got up and walked over to the pond in the large cave. Many of the night creatures were drinking, bathing, and swimming in the cool bubbly water.

Artemis dipped her beak into the lovely water, taking a nice big sip. She then walked over to Flower, and squirted the water out of her mouth in a nice mist hovering over Flower. The Ura needed mist to sleep, much to others confusion. Artemis watched as the mist departed, then laid down on the cool stone next to Flower, and put her wing over her. Artemis watched as night turned to day and the new dawn sun arose. She yawned and got up, gently shaking Flower’s shoulder.

The Ura opened her eyes and blinked. She got up and stretched, putting her rear end up and yawned, then stuck her head up and lay her legs down, much to the manners of a cat or dog. The sunrise pink and orange reflected off of the Ura’s naturally polished scales, glinting off in a nice golden hue. The Ura walked over to the pond to say good morning to her fellow creatures, and then dove into the water without a splash, swimming gracefully around the large pool.

Ruining the lovely moment, a weird grey Beezu entered the room, panting in exhaustion. “I-I’m…Esra…” He puffed. “H-here’s a b-battle report coming from this G-ghibli.” The Ghibli glared at him. “You didn’t even mention my name! Anyways, battle report. Nine dead from a border skirmish with the Tundra Force. One was assassinated by an Ibetchi. Two Archalium, 5 Alkasksu, an Ikoran and a Rorolo all died. However, we managed to kill 5 of theirs, those being a Nyctoxon, Ibetchi, Yenyasha, and two Emphines.

“Next report says there’s tension rising in Redwoods and Volcano. Volcano really wants Redwoods plains, though still unsure whether its necessary to have it. Spies have seen armor being made, the most often seen being iron battle claws, iron helmets and shields. There has even been news of Plains Militia talking of invading Redwoods. We’ve mostly been allies up to this point, as our habitats and goals are mostly the same, and even our Warden protectors are best buddies.”

Creatures looked about in horror. They whispered and started making battle plans. Everyone was distressed by this news, and clearly showing so.

“Also, we happen to have a…visitor.” A large Gyroudus entered the room. His tan and white coat was bloody and covered in dry sand. Two tiny yellow, cold, beady eyes stared into the cave. He growled and looked over all the creatures, which were putting on their best battle postures. “Where is your leader?” The large creature’s voice bellowed out in a deep, snarky roar.

A huge Lerachu stepped out. “Me.” The Gyroudus, called General Sand Shark, walked over to him. All creatures bowed and put out scared yapping noises, flapping their wings if a flier and flashing their eye whites and teeth as he walked beside them.

“Let us have a…talk.” He rasped. The Lerachu nodded and walked into the parliament.

Flower watched as he walked by, simply frowning and crossing her first pair of arms and him. He looked at her and growled. She only pouted harder and growled back, leaving him with a shocked and confused expression. Under his breath, he whispered, “This one’s got potential.” He looked at her again, and ducked his head for a moment, and continued on.

There was just that little something that whispered in her hear, “Don’t trust him.” All day long she thought about him, thinking whether she liked him, hated him, if she could trust him or not, even considering murder. That is, until the Aereis and Ghibli crashed into her cave.

Flower looked at the two. “What an odd couple.” She whispered to herself. They introduced themselves and began to talk, Ora filling in every detail Zela missed.

Flower was shaking to her bones by the time it ended, and decided she needed a day to think it over, being the perfect time for Cara to strike.

He carefully padded over to the Ura, and looked down upon her tail. Her ran his claws down the base of the tail feathers, and cut away two parts of the feathers. He had studied anatomy on all creatures and knew Ura’s ending tail feathers had no feeling and the ends. He then slipped away in silence, and once again went back to his home and took out the book.

He looked at it, tears being to form in his eyes. He silently wept over the book, and placed the feathers in the pockets made for the creature items. “Visteria, dear, dear Visteria. This was you last gift to me. Why, why did you go? If only…if only…” He put the book away. “You…you were supposed to be mine…” He wept again and went to sleep.

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