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Arrabalta: Eternity- Chapter 2- Implications
Sorry it is taking so long... but school has set me a massive project that is keeping me from having time to do this...
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Arrabalta: Eternity (Book II)
Chapter Two-
Implications
A bolt of lightning gracelessly soared through the air and burst after wobbling towards the ground.
“No, no Eira! You aren’t putting enough focus into your electric energy!” said the voice of the Justice Savior.
There was a defiant grunt from a young vixen. “Well what am I supposed to do? Focus more than I am able to?”
“Everyone is able to focus more than they believe. Are you distracted today, Eira?”
“No Aerobolt!” Eira seemed impatient.
“Get enough sleep?”
“Ugh, yes…”
“Enough to ea--?”
“You know what Aerobolt, if you are going to constantly worry about how much energy I have, why don’t you use it to worry about my progress?” Eira interrupted.
“I am. How much focus and energy you have mean everything when it comes to using the Forces. It is the first step after all,” Aerobolt replied.
“If you say so, mentor,” Eira said with sarcastic highlights in her voice.
“Just try again,” Aerobolt said with a slight dent in his own patience. How he got stuck with Storm’s stubborn sister he’ll never understand. Even though he overheard Thor talking about it before the Battle…
“Energy Bolt!” Eira shouted extending her paw. The same bolts of thunder shot across the training hall with only slightly more organization. They fell to the ground and disintegrated after flying a few yards.
Aerobolt looked at her. “Better… But it still needs a lot of work,” he said scratching his chin. Eira’s face fell.
“But this is what Fielra determined my strongest Force to be! If I can’t pull this one off, how am I going to even try the others!? I’ve been apprenticed to you for already two months!”
“Practice. Practice. And more practicing. No one is good at anything right away,” Aerobolt tried to console her.
“Except you. I heard you summoned Wind Blades almost perfectly your first try…” Eira said with a bitter tongue.
Aerobolt had no clear answer to that. “But it was because of Arcane his power leeched itself onto me. And I didn’t wish for that,” he tried to explain. “Come on Eira, let’s just practice another Force.”
Eira’s back was facing him as if she weren’t listening.
“Eira!”
She shook her head and looked at Aerobolt. “What did you say? I was thinking…”
“About, if I may ask?” Aerobolt proceeded cautiously.
“About how good everyone is compared to me. Everyone has that one Force they perfect so easily. While I don’t. I can’t help but think…”
“What? That you are useless?” Aerobolt thought of her brother Storm and how he used to think the same thing.
“Well that. But there is something else…” Eira began to think again. She paused.
“Well? What is it?” Aerobolt pressed on.
“That maybe there is something I am good at that no one else is. That no one actually knows about, something that makes all my other skills so sub-par. What do you think?” Eira said thoughtfully.
Aerobolt scratched his chin again. He had not thought of that himself. But he remembered that unlike all other foxes, he could wield the sacred powers Iridescence bestowed on him and him alone. Could there be something hidden in Eira’s potential…? “I suppose it’s possible…” he said. “Didn’t Thor say you have some sort of special power before the Battle?”
A light flickered in Eira’s eyes. “Come to think of it, he did! Do you think he was being serious or was he just trying to lighten up my mood because I felt useless?”
“Do you think we should ask him?” Aerobolt prompted. “Oh wait, he is not even in the citadel right now. Damn that’s inconvenient,” he said disappointedly. “But I think Fielra ought to know more about this than any other Guardian after all.”
Eira looked at him and nodded in agreement. “I’m sorry I can’t be as good an apprentice as you were hoping,” she said.
“Don’t worry about it. Everybody learns at a different pace is all,” Aerobolt said. “Besides it is up to me to make sure you do learn. And if you don’t then it is my fault too.”
Eira looked at him with eyes of gold. The emotions within them swirled with many different manifestations. Aerobolt suddenly felt the determination to help her rise up in him. “Let’s see Fielra,” he said. He barely glanced back at Eira before he strode out of the training hall. He heard Eira’s pawsteps slapping the stone stairs behind him as he made his way out of the Thor Spire. As they passed through the Crossroads, Iridescence statue winking at them, they passed by Eira’s brother. Storm Cesia Tharo was looking down into the fountain.
“Hey Storm!” Aerobolt called to his former traveling companion. Eira looked over and smiled lightly at the sight of her brother.
“Aerobolt! I was wondering when you’d see me again! Since you took my sister as your apprentice you had been so much busier!” Storm turned around with a happy face.
“Don’t forget Blaze has you working dawn til dusk with those exercises,” Aerobolt added humorously.
Stormed sighed. “Phew yeah… She really keeps me working hard. But at least that means I will be a full Guardian sooner right?” he said hopefully.
“That depends how well you do,” Aerobolt laughed. He barely noticed Eira looking down on the floor.
“What’s wrong with sis?” Storm noticed.
“She is concerned with her performance and—“ Aerobolt saw that Eira was trying to keep him from going on with a shocked look on her face. “—we were going to ask Fielra for advice. I must admit, I am not cut out to be a mentor,” Aerobolt quickly corrected himself.
“And you do not have much of an idea what the training regiments are like here. Don’t worry Aerobolt, I bet a lot of first timers are not confident,” Storm said.
Aerobolt sighed. “Sometimes I forget how smart you can be, Storm,” he said. “You seem different from when I first met you after all.”
Storm put his handpaw on Aerobolt’s shoulder. “That’s because we went through a lot together, haven’t we? It’d change anyone. You know, you seem different to me too,” he said.
Aerobolt didn’t feel different, but he had an idea what Storm meant. At first Aerobolt was vengeful over what the Shadow Vulpines did to him, Shade, and Nyethra as a whole. But upon learning that Arcane was acting upon vengeance himself, Aerobolt realized that revenge was not how he had to deal with a problem. Revenge and justice are two different things…
“Storm!” A female voice called from inside Salamander Spire.
Aerobolt grinned. “And your mentor calls,” he said.
Storm groaned. “Aw do I have to? I am still sore from yesterday! She had me lifting boulders for Iridescence’s sake!” he complained.
Aerobolt shrugged. “You have to do whatever she says. She is your mentor after all,” he said.
“She must be training me this hard because she never wanted an apprentice…” Storm said glumly. “I still miss Plazma you know?”
Aerobolt remembered how the Guardian who used to be Storm’s mentor gave up his life to protect his mother, Shade from a bloodthirsty Shadow Vulpine trying to prevent their escape. That Shadow Vulpine being Aerobolt’s old childhood rival Isrir. Aerobolt had killed him before confronting Arcane right in the Crossroads.
“I know Storm. But remember that it was he who helped us make it here by getting Isrir off our tails at that moment, right? If it weren’t for him, Isrir might have slaughtered the three of us as well, Shade you and me,” Aerobolt said.
“That’s true…” Storm replied, still glum.
“Storm! Where are you!?” came the voice of Blaze again. It sounded louder and less patient.
“You better go, Storm,” Aerobolt observed.
Storm looked at him, golden eyes gleaming. “Okay Aerobolt. And Eira?”
Eira finally spoke. “Yes, brother?”
“Good luck, okay?”
Eira nodded. “Thanks Storm.” And Storm padded off towards the Salamander Spire. Aerobolt looked at her and strode off towards the Commons without another word. It was midday. The Commons was bustling with Guardians of six different colored scarves on their lunch hour. Aerobolt wished that he had not picked such a busy time to find their Guardian leader. It would be their luck if they found her too busy to talk. A few Guardians took their time to greet Aerobolt with gratitude despite winning the Battle of Justice three months ago. Even since arriving at Castla nu Craara, Aerobolt still had not gotten used to all the praise he’s received.
As Aerobolt and Eira continued to cross the Commons, Aerobolt wondered if his mother and father were in the mess hall. Aerobolt still felt sad that he was not able to grow up with his parents like he should have, snatched away at a very young age by his brother. Arcane had intended to raise Aerobolt in Hydyraen to try and sway his Guardian morality and influence out his Shadow Vulpine blood to commit the dastardly deeds the Shadow Vulpines carry out on a daily basis. But instead, Arcane woke up Aerobolt’s will to fight. And to fight back against him. So Arcane, realizing his sixteen year plan failed, he launched a final assault on Castla nu Craara to kill him and Shade and to take control of the Force of Darkness and drown Nyethra in it. It was after that battle that Aerobolt was able to meet his father at last, the Arch Guardian of his Bane Force, Fire.
When Aerobolt and Eira finally reached the corridor that led into Fielra’s quarters, Aerobolt felt apprehension flow off of Eira’s body. He assumed that she was nervous at what Fielra would say. Would she say Eira’s progress was too minimal? And that she or Aerobolt were not trying hard enough? Or would she say the most unlikely thing and confirm that Eira does indeed carry a special dormant power that Thor only implied at? Aerobolt instinctively knocked on the door despite Eira’s hesitance.
“Yes? Who is it?” came the reply seconds later. Aerobolt breathed a sigh of relief. Fielra was not too busy after all. He thought she would be, trying to patch up Arcane’s work for the past three months.
“It’s me! And Eira too!” he called.
“Justice Savior? You are always welcome here! Come in!” Fielra called. And Aerobolt opened the door to see her somewhat messy quarters with the seven-staged scale in the back of the room monitoring the Forces’ balance. He could see that the black one representing Darkness was still very low. “What did you need to talk to me about?” Fielra asked with her handpaws together. She looked at them with curious, beautiful golden eyes that seemed to shine brighter with her rare white scarf.
“It’s Eira, Fielra. She is concerned that she is not performing well enough at this stage of her apprenticeship. Right, Eira?” Aerobolt said. Slowly, Eira nodded.
“Is that so? Even though both of you showed great potential during the Battle?” Fielra seemed skeptical.
“I am not cut out to be a mentor,” Aerobolt said stiffly. “But there is something else. Eira? Would you tell her what you think what else may be hindering you?”
Fielra looked down on the apprentice with nothing more than a curious glint in her eyes. That still unnerved Eira as she was now talking to the Guardian leader herself. “What is it, Miss Tharo?” she asked kindly.
“Well,” Eira hesitated and twiddled her fingers. “It’s just that I think I may have a sort of… unique… power… that keeps me from being the best I can at everything else. Th-Thor implied before the battle that I do have a special ability…” she explained nervously.
“A unique ability that sets your other Forces apart as implied by Thor? Is it something you think no other Guardian can do?” Fielra confirmed.
Eira nodded, “Y-yes Mistress.”
Fielra thought for a moment. Aerobolt pressed on. “What do you think, Mistress?”
“It makes sense. Since I do have to admit that Eira’s Forces were lower than usual apprentices when she was apprenticed… but a completely unique power that only she can wield? Has she ever done anything unusual before?” she asked.
“Not that either of us are aware of. She claims the ability she might carry is dormant,” Aerobolt went on.
“Dormant? Well I must confess my skepticism, but I can acknowledge the possibility…” Fielra said uncertainly.
“But how would we confirm it?” Aerobolt asked.
“Iridescence might know something. She always comes to help those lost and in need of help, but be honest. Is this something that may need to involve the goddess herself?” Fielra said.
“Maybe… if she really does have something it would…” Aerobolt started.
“And if she does not?”
“Then she won’t come to my dreams. Or hers. Or maybe yours,” Aerobolt said.
“Precisely. If Eira does indeed possess a power of which we know not, Iridescence will come to you if you seek her out,” Fielra said in confirmation.
“Of course. I should of that of that sooner, thank you Fielra,” Aerobolt said.
“It’s no problem. Just make sure you keep up with her training in the end?” Fielra winked at him.
“Of course!”
“There is one more thing I must ask of you before you go, however,” Fielra glanced behind her to the seven-stage scale.
“Yes, Fielra?”
“As you can see, Darkness is still woefully unbalanced thanks to Arcane. And it seems to be getting worse again. I want you to investigate the Shadow Vulpines in particular. I fear they may be trying to redo his work. Take your apprentice and two other Guardians with you. But first you come to me and tell me if Iridescence came to you or not tomorrow. We can discuss it then and you shall leave the day after, okay?” Fielra said.
Aerobolt nodded. “Yes, Fielra,”
“Then I suggest you get to training Eira and find your two companions,” Fielra said. “Good day.”
Aerobolt nodded again and shut the door behind him and Eira.
“So she wants to discuss if Iridescence comes to our dreams or not?” Eira said.
“Yeah,” Aerobolt answered. “Do you think she will come?” he asked suddenly.
“I don’t know, Aerobolt. Only time will tell I guess.”
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Full series: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5340298/
Book One: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11187661/
Chapter One: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15292987/
Failed Book II (If curious...): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12848456
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Arrabalta: Eternity (Book II)
Chapter Two-
Implications
A bolt of lightning gracelessly soared through the air and burst after wobbling towards the ground.
“No, no Eira! You aren’t putting enough focus into your electric energy!” said the voice of the Justice Savior.
There was a defiant grunt from a young vixen. “Well what am I supposed to do? Focus more than I am able to?”
“Everyone is able to focus more than they believe. Are you distracted today, Eira?”
“No Aerobolt!” Eira seemed impatient.
“Get enough sleep?”
“Ugh, yes…”
“Enough to ea--?”
“You know what Aerobolt, if you are going to constantly worry about how much energy I have, why don’t you use it to worry about my progress?” Eira interrupted.
“I am. How much focus and energy you have mean everything when it comes to using the Forces. It is the first step after all,” Aerobolt replied.
“If you say so, mentor,” Eira said with sarcastic highlights in her voice.
“Just try again,” Aerobolt said with a slight dent in his own patience. How he got stuck with Storm’s stubborn sister he’ll never understand. Even though he overheard Thor talking about it before the Battle…
“Energy Bolt!” Eira shouted extending her paw. The same bolts of thunder shot across the training hall with only slightly more organization. They fell to the ground and disintegrated after flying a few yards.
Aerobolt looked at her. “Better… But it still needs a lot of work,” he said scratching his chin. Eira’s face fell.
“But this is what Fielra determined my strongest Force to be! If I can’t pull this one off, how am I going to even try the others!? I’ve been apprenticed to you for already two months!”
“Practice. Practice. And more practicing. No one is good at anything right away,” Aerobolt tried to console her.
“Except you. I heard you summoned Wind Blades almost perfectly your first try…” Eira said with a bitter tongue.
Aerobolt had no clear answer to that. “But it was because of Arcane his power leeched itself onto me. And I didn’t wish for that,” he tried to explain. “Come on Eira, let’s just practice another Force.”
Eira’s back was facing him as if she weren’t listening.
“Eira!”
She shook her head and looked at Aerobolt. “What did you say? I was thinking…”
“About, if I may ask?” Aerobolt proceeded cautiously.
“About how good everyone is compared to me. Everyone has that one Force they perfect so easily. While I don’t. I can’t help but think…”
“What? That you are useless?” Aerobolt thought of her brother Storm and how he used to think the same thing.
“Well that. But there is something else…” Eira began to think again. She paused.
“Well? What is it?” Aerobolt pressed on.
“That maybe there is something I am good at that no one else is. That no one actually knows about, something that makes all my other skills so sub-par. What do you think?” Eira said thoughtfully.
Aerobolt scratched his chin again. He had not thought of that himself. But he remembered that unlike all other foxes, he could wield the sacred powers Iridescence bestowed on him and him alone. Could there be something hidden in Eira’s potential…? “I suppose it’s possible…” he said. “Didn’t Thor say you have some sort of special power before the Battle?”
A light flickered in Eira’s eyes. “Come to think of it, he did! Do you think he was being serious or was he just trying to lighten up my mood because I felt useless?”
“Do you think we should ask him?” Aerobolt prompted. “Oh wait, he is not even in the citadel right now. Damn that’s inconvenient,” he said disappointedly. “But I think Fielra ought to know more about this than any other Guardian after all.”
Eira looked at him and nodded in agreement. “I’m sorry I can’t be as good an apprentice as you were hoping,” she said.
“Don’t worry about it. Everybody learns at a different pace is all,” Aerobolt said. “Besides it is up to me to make sure you do learn. And if you don’t then it is my fault too.”
Eira looked at him with eyes of gold. The emotions within them swirled with many different manifestations. Aerobolt suddenly felt the determination to help her rise up in him. “Let’s see Fielra,” he said. He barely glanced back at Eira before he strode out of the training hall. He heard Eira’s pawsteps slapping the stone stairs behind him as he made his way out of the Thor Spire. As they passed through the Crossroads, Iridescence statue winking at them, they passed by Eira’s brother. Storm Cesia Tharo was looking down into the fountain.
“Hey Storm!” Aerobolt called to his former traveling companion. Eira looked over and smiled lightly at the sight of her brother.
“Aerobolt! I was wondering when you’d see me again! Since you took my sister as your apprentice you had been so much busier!” Storm turned around with a happy face.
“Don’t forget Blaze has you working dawn til dusk with those exercises,” Aerobolt added humorously.
Stormed sighed. “Phew yeah… She really keeps me working hard. But at least that means I will be a full Guardian sooner right?” he said hopefully.
“That depends how well you do,” Aerobolt laughed. He barely noticed Eira looking down on the floor.
“What’s wrong with sis?” Storm noticed.
“She is concerned with her performance and—“ Aerobolt saw that Eira was trying to keep him from going on with a shocked look on her face. “—we were going to ask Fielra for advice. I must admit, I am not cut out to be a mentor,” Aerobolt quickly corrected himself.
“And you do not have much of an idea what the training regiments are like here. Don’t worry Aerobolt, I bet a lot of first timers are not confident,” Storm said.
Aerobolt sighed. “Sometimes I forget how smart you can be, Storm,” he said. “You seem different from when I first met you after all.”
Storm put his handpaw on Aerobolt’s shoulder. “That’s because we went through a lot together, haven’t we? It’d change anyone. You know, you seem different to me too,” he said.
Aerobolt didn’t feel different, but he had an idea what Storm meant. At first Aerobolt was vengeful over what the Shadow Vulpines did to him, Shade, and Nyethra as a whole. But upon learning that Arcane was acting upon vengeance himself, Aerobolt realized that revenge was not how he had to deal with a problem. Revenge and justice are two different things…
“Storm!” A female voice called from inside Salamander Spire.
Aerobolt grinned. “And your mentor calls,” he said.
Storm groaned. “Aw do I have to? I am still sore from yesterday! She had me lifting boulders for Iridescence’s sake!” he complained.
Aerobolt shrugged. “You have to do whatever she says. She is your mentor after all,” he said.
“She must be training me this hard because she never wanted an apprentice…” Storm said glumly. “I still miss Plazma you know?”
Aerobolt remembered how the Guardian who used to be Storm’s mentor gave up his life to protect his mother, Shade from a bloodthirsty Shadow Vulpine trying to prevent their escape. That Shadow Vulpine being Aerobolt’s old childhood rival Isrir. Aerobolt had killed him before confronting Arcane right in the Crossroads.
“I know Storm. But remember that it was he who helped us make it here by getting Isrir off our tails at that moment, right? If it weren’t for him, Isrir might have slaughtered the three of us as well, Shade you and me,” Aerobolt said.
“That’s true…” Storm replied, still glum.
“Storm! Where are you!?” came the voice of Blaze again. It sounded louder and less patient.
“You better go, Storm,” Aerobolt observed.
Storm looked at him, golden eyes gleaming. “Okay Aerobolt. And Eira?”
Eira finally spoke. “Yes, brother?”
“Good luck, okay?”
Eira nodded. “Thanks Storm.” And Storm padded off towards the Salamander Spire. Aerobolt looked at her and strode off towards the Commons without another word. It was midday. The Commons was bustling with Guardians of six different colored scarves on their lunch hour. Aerobolt wished that he had not picked such a busy time to find their Guardian leader. It would be their luck if they found her too busy to talk. A few Guardians took their time to greet Aerobolt with gratitude despite winning the Battle of Justice three months ago. Even since arriving at Castla nu Craara, Aerobolt still had not gotten used to all the praise he’s received.
As Aerobolt and Eira continued to cross the Commons, Aerobolt wondered if his mother and father were in the mess hall. Aerobolt still felt sad that he was not able to grow up with his parents like he should have, snatched away at a very young age by his brother. Arcane had intended to raise Aerobolt in Hydyraen to try and sway his Guardian morality and influence out his Shadow Vulpine blood to commit the dastardly deeds the Shadow Vulpines carry out on a daily basis. But instead, Arcane woke up Aerobolt’s will to fight. And to fight back against him. So Arcane, realizing his sixteen year plan failed, he launched a final assault on Castla nu Craara to kill him and Shade and to take control of the Force of Darkness and drown Nyethra in it. It was after that battle that Aerobolt was able to meet his father at last, the Arch Guardian of his Bane Force, Fire.
When Aerobolt and Eira finally reached the corridor that led into Fielra’s quarters, Aerobolt felt apprehension flow off of Eira’s body. He assumed that she was nervous at what Fielra would say. Would she say Eira’s progress was too minimal? And that she or Aerobolt were not trying hard enough? Or would she say the most unlikely thing and confirm that Eira does indeed carry a special dormant power that Thor only implied at? Aerobolt instinctively knocked on the door despite Eira’s hesitance.
“Yes? Who is it?” came the reply seconds later. Aerobolt breathed a sigh of relief. Fielra was not too busy after all. He thought she would be, trying to patch up Arcane’s work for the past three months.
“It’s me! And Eira too!” he called.
“Justice Savior? You are always welcome here! Come in!” Fielra called. And Aerobolt opened the door to see her somewhat messy quarters with the seven-staged scale in the back of the room monitoring the Forces’ balance. He could see that the black one representing Darkness was still very low. “What did you need to talk to me about?” Fielra asked with her handpaws together. She looked at them with curious, beautiful golden eyes that seemed to shine brighter with her rare white scarf.
“It’s Eira, Fielra. She is concerned that she is not performing well enough at this stage of her apprenticeship. Right, Eira?” Aerobolt said. Slowly, Eira nodded.
“Is that so? Even though both of you showed great potential during the Battle?” Fielra seemed skeptical.
“I am not cut out to be a mentor,” Aerobolt said stiffly. “But there is something else. Eira? Would you tell her what you think what else may be hindering you?”
Fielra looked down on the apprentice with nothing more than a curious glint in her eyes. That still unnerved Eira as she was now talking to the Guardian leader herself. “What is it, Miss Tharo?” she asked kindly.
“Well,” Eira hesitated and twiddled her fingers. “It’s just that I think I may have a sort of… unique… power… that keeps me from being the best I can at everything else. Th-Thor implied before the battle that I do have a special ability…” she explained nervously.
“A unique ability that sets your other Forces apart as implied by Thor? Is it something you think no other Guardian can do?” Fielra confirmed.
Eira nodded, “Y-yes Mistress.”
Fielra thought for a moment. Aerobolt pressed on. “What do you think, Mistress?”
“It makes sense. Since I do have to admit that Eira’s Forces were lower than usual apprentices when she was apprenticed… but a completely unique power that only she can wield? Has she ever done anything unusual before?” she asked.
“Not that either of us are aware of. She claims the ability she might carry is dormant,” Aerobolt went on.
“Dormant? Well I must confess my skepticism, but I can acknowledge the possibility…” Fielra said uncertainly.
“But how would we confirm it?” Aerobolt asked.
“Iridescence might know something. She always comes to help those lost and in need of help, but be honest. Is this something that may need to involve the goddess herself?” Fielra said.
“Maybe… if she really does have something it would…” Aerobolt started.
“And if she does not?”
“Then she won’t come to my dreams. Or hers. Or maybe yours,” Aerobolt said.
“Precisely. If Eira does indeed possess a power of which we know not, Iridescence will come to you if you seek her out,” Fielra said in confirmation.
“Of course. I should of that of that sooner, thank you Fielra,” Aerobolt said.
“It’s no problem. Just make sure you keep up with her training in the end?” Fielra winked at him.
“Of course!”
“There is one more thing I must ask of you before you go, however,” Fielra glanced behind her to the seven-stage scale.
“Yes, Fielra?”
“As you can see, Darkness is still woefully unbalanced thanks to Arcane. And it seems to be getting worse again. I want you to investigate the Shadow Vulpines in particular. I fear they may be trying to redo his work. Take your apprentice and two other Guardians with you. But first you come to me and tell me if Iridescence came to you or not tomorrow. We can discuss it then and you shall leave the day after, okay?” Fielra said.
Aerobolt nodded. “Yes, Fielra,”
“Then I suggest you get to training Eira and find your two companions,” Fielra said. “Good day.”
Aerobolt nodded again and shut the door behind him and Eira.
“So she wants to discuss if Iridescence comes to our dreams or not?” Eira said.
“Yeah,” Aerobolt answered. “Do you think she will come?” he asked suddenly.
“I don’t know, Aerobolt. Only time will tell I guess.”
___________________________________________________________________
Full series: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5340298/
Book One: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11187661/
Chapter One: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15292987/
Failed Book II (If curious...): https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12848456
Category Story / Fantasy
Species Vulpine (Other)
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