Chasing Ghosts
Amaris Abraxas
The world was growing with each passing day, as was the young Abraxas girl. Though her other siblings seemed to be growing faster, larger, than she, Amaris wasn't giving up hope that she too would grow into an elegant giant like all the other women in her family. The tiny fawn girl was out around the den site, wandering around looking for something to do. That's when a flash of bright colors caught her chilly blue eye. Brown ears turned towards the sight, but found no sound to accompany the sudden movement. Curious as ever, the little girl trotted off in search of whatever it was that had caught her eye.
She had just rounded a rather large tree, draped in an endless supply of vines, when she saw it. Dazzling rich colors moved ever so softly through the air; wings so blue that it nearly sparkled when caught in the sunlight. The tiny creature floated through the air as if it didn't have a care in the world, as if no one was watching. But Amaris was, and she wanted to catch it. "Such a pretty butterfly.." said to no one in particular, the little huntress would stumble forward, tripping over the vines as she followed the movements of the butterfly.
Suddenly, the tiny creature stopped on a vine for a quick break, and that's when Amaris found her chance. The tiny huntress sprung forward, letting out a mighty feisty growl as she aimed for the butterfly. However, the tiny insect was too quick, and Amaris too inexperienced. So instead of capturing the alluring butterfly, the girl flew past and straight into the gaping hole of the tree truck hidden so cleverly behind a wall of vines. She landed with a lout thump, followed by a long groan that echoed through the hallow tree truck. "Stupid bug." She would grumble before attempting to push herself out of the hole, but she was stuck. And she was stuck good.
"Speech"
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The world was full of new and exciting moments, each and everyone of them a chance to learn and test her growing skills. From chasing shadows to hunting bugs, and rescuing old and ancient trees from the oppression grasp of vines. Whatever she saw, adventure flowed from her imagination, and she knew that she and her siblings could take on the world. She was stalking through the trees near their den when she heard a voice, she thought it sounded like her favourite sister, Mar, but it was whisper quiet and she could make out no words, so she could have been mistaken. Butt wiggling in the ground, she lowered herself and began the art of stalking. Making her way less quietly then she would have liked, she tried to split her attention through missing nosy obstacles beneath her feet, like leaves that crumbled beneath her paws, and seeing where she was going. She was only mildly successful, and it lengthened the time it took to approach her unsuspecting sister. When she found the tree, she thought she caught another whisper-soft sound, and glanced at in in surprise. Was it coming from the tree? She had rescued a tree once, with the help of her brother. Maybe this tree knew, and had called out to her… “Hello, Mr Tree?” She could not see the hole Mar had fallen through at this angle, but she could hear movement from the tree, and knew it to be alive. This tree was covered in vines too, and she wondered if it needed her to remove them. “Mr Tree, did you need my help?”
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Amaris Abraxas
Panic was starting to settle into her soul, making room for fear to crawl over her skin. What if she was stuck in here forever? What if no one knew where to find her? Was she going to die in this stupid dark hole? Amaris pushed and pushed, using all the mighty strength of the tiny goddess within her, but to no avail. How could that be? She was an Abraxas! No mere tree could take her down! That's when she realized.... the butterfly had lured her to it's master... the wooden titan disguised as a tree! It was the only thing that made sense. But when she realized how truly in danger she was, Amaris grew petrified.
"Foul beast! Unhand me!" She would holler, clawing at the bark inside the tree in retaliation. If this was to be her fate, she would not go out without a fight. That's when she heard it... the faintest sound of a voice coming from beyond her prison walls. Was that... Fel? "Felicity? Fel? Is that you? Help! I've been eaten!" It was her last hope, and she so desperately wanted to believe her dearest sister Fel was close by to hear her cries.
"Speech"
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The tree spoke! Felicity looked up at the long, winding bark in amazement. No… wait a second, that was her sisters voice, just like she had thought she had been following in the first place. She tilted her head, trying to figure out how a tree spoke with her sisters voice, and if she should be worried, when her sister called her name. She had been eaten?? Felicity fell back on her hind feet, forpaws in the air as she roared. Ok, so her young vocals mashed the sound, and dropped out of tone completely half way through, but that didn’t take away from the point. “How dare you, tree, that is my sister ” and an Abraxa’s never walked away from family. She fell on the tree with violence, ripping and tearing until her little gums were bleeding, and there was barely an indent in the tree to show for it. She paused, taking a step back, panting heavily from her excursions. She needed to fight smarter, not stronger. That’s what her da would say, right? “Mar? How did the tree eat you?” maybe she needed to start from the beginning, and maybe the mouth would be a weak point she could attack. No matter what, she was getting her sister out of there! This tree would learn never to mess with an Abraxa’s
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