Nothing more and nothing less.
His days are spent in scouting
His nights are spent in learning
And his life is spent in attaining the peak
A scout, it sounded like he was exploring in front of an army, but he wasn't. His duty, as told to him by his 'masters', was to explore the area around their camp and report back if he found anything of interest, for even in this technological age the humans were in, they still couldn't see what was under their noses. True, they could do things previously impossible, but that didn't make any difference if they could walk right past something and not notice it unless they practically tripped over it, and even then they didn't seem to see it unless it would visibly help them in their endevour.
Those fool humans had broken the Rraria stones, the keystones in the prisons of the Forces known as Bailbain and Renjazo. Who knew how they had done it, since those keystones were supposedly unbreakable. They had been submerged in molten lava without melting, what could a human throw at them that was worse? But they had found something to break those stones with, and with them broken, the human scientists had died and Bailbain and Renjazo had been set free.
He looks up through the leaves and sees the towers and crystal-like buildings that the humans had created. He paused for a second, waiting. Within moments a skinny, beat up tomcat saunters up and stares up at him challengingly. With movements of his thin tail and ears, Morrir 'speaks' with the tomcat, asking him questions, promising to leave as soon as he had what he wanted.
With a flick of his ear, the tomcat answers then turns and saunters off. Morrir looks at the city again then starts striding towards it, the tomcat had answered him that, yes, there was another creature like him in the city except a golden brown in color.
He entered the streets and instantly noticed that something was wrong. Humans had weapons drawn on each other and were fighting like children. But that wasn't it, they had a frenzied look about them, Renjazo's work no doubt. They came at him, as he had expected, so he twirled his scythe and started to use it the way he had been trained too, with deadly efficiancy.
It didn't take as long as he had thought it would, these humans were bad for some reason. Normally he had a good deal of respect for them, but this... they were worse than kittens! Something golden brown catches his eye, and instantly he reconizes it as Morriera. He roars loudly, threatening the humans who immediately take off running.
He turns and watches her approach, realizing as she does that he needs to tilt his head back slightly to look her in the eyes. Morrir notices that her tail twitches with amusement, and his flicks in answering amusement.
"So, it seems you have been living comfortably," his voice is rich and silky, a purr of welcome to a friend lost for years and now found.
She gives a cat smile to him and responds, "Of course I have, they dare not do otherwise." Morrir marvels at her voice, a higher pitch than his, but so much like his own that it is amazing.
He turns his attention on his scythe then wipes it on the jacket of a dead human, asking, "Have you felt the wrongness lately?" then, sensing her nod, he continues, "The humans have finally unbalanced the realm, there are forces loose that haven't been loose since the Creating."
He had been there himself. Infact, he had tried to stop it, but it hadn't worked, the humans had just continued on with their proddings and probings until the keystones fell to pieces, releasing the two most powerful Forces in the universe. Those scientists hadn't had a chance to survive once the keystones fell apart.
"Bailbain and Renjazo are loose," he remarks casually, his voice laden with emotions that only other cats could sense, mainly terror.
"How... how did they get loose?" Morriera asks faintly.
He twirls his scythe, using that silver blur to focus his thoughts, "As I said, the humans unbalanced the world, they destroyed two Rraria despite my warnings."
Morrir sees her pale and draws Morriera close him, supporting her and silently cursing the humans who had created him, if he hadn't been created, those two Rraria, keystones, wouldn't have been destroyed.
"Th... that's impossible, Morrir. Rraria are unbreakable!"
"Humans have broken them, Morriera, the same humans who created freaks of nature like us just because it was something interesting to do, something that had never been done before."
Morrir feels her stiffen against him, then hears, "Morrir... look."
He turns and his eyes widen as he sees the crest of some strange substance crash down on top of them.
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He feels something pull him in many directions at once, but Morriera clings tighter to him just as he clung onto her and his scythe. Suddenly he felt the something lessen and, just as suddenly, he is standing in midair over two conversing humans. With a quick flick he tosses his scythe to one side, it wouldn't do to accidently hurt anyone, and then tries to shift his position enough so that he doesn't fall entirely on the human.
With a loud thump he slams into the man, feeling the breath leave both of their bodies at the impact. Quickly he rises back to his feet and hoists the man to his feet. Morrir retreats quickly to his scythe, focusing on only it and letting Morriera take care of the talking, she was the one trained for it, after all.
His ears flick and he suddenly remembers the words he had heard. Morriera had introduced them without a single joke being made by the humans! That was unheard of, all humans took time to gloat over them just because they weren't natural creatures.
He turns, asking bluntly, "Where is this, anyway?"
"Cy Dragonstake, home of the Cy Dragons," the man answers.
Morrir's tail flicks as he glances at Morriera, she knew more than he in this area. To his surprise, her tail flicked in the same position as his! She didn't know this place at all!
"May I see a map?" he hears her ask.
The woman nods and starts walking into a building, "Of course, come on."
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Morrir watches the two humans as Morriera studies the map.
"How is this possible?" Morriera asks no one in particular. Morrir turns and looks down at the map, suddenly realizing why she said that, nothing on the map looked even slightly familiar.
"Bailbain, that was his Rsaza that we were caught in. Just thank Cktalak that we landed in an actual world," he answers her.
He becomes aware of the woman looking at him and Morriera just as she says, "You may stay here as long as you wish."
Morrir watches as Morriera turns to the woman and inclines her head, a diplomat accepting terms she hadn't thought of but liked, "We accept your offer. We will remain until we find a way back to our own world," her unspoken words sound all the louder for being unspoken, If there even is a way.
Morrir grimly glances down at the map again, reasoning out that at least he had a new world to explore and memorize, so maybe it wouldn't be entirely to bad.
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