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The Extremely Vague History of Queen Flyingpanther
what the title says XD my story well as much as i chose to write today at work XD
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Here’s a toast to survival, I’m still alive after all these years…. Now that I got that out of my head….
This is the story how my life got turned upside down …. Oh geez seriously another song? Ok no more songs!
The Extremely Vague History of Queen Flyingpanther
written and copyrighted 2014 by ME
The Story of the Regal Purple One.
The Queen of the Arabi Jungle, Hailed as the kindest pleasant ruler in centuries. No one knows where she came from or how she literally did ‘change’ her spots but one thing remains, she has never really changed on the inside and all revere her words of wisdom.
Her name is as the storytellers and scribes say is simply the flyingpanther. To those that know her on a more personal level have the privilege of calling her simply Flykat. Either way you call her, she’ll answer you usually. She appeared in the Jungle sometime in 1985. A small but regal black panther with the most amazing vibrate rainbow wings; the most brilliant colored macaw looked pale to the ones this cat had.
How she got her ‘crown’.
In 1992 after preventing a civil war between the many factions in the jungle, the people came to the consensus to give Miss Flyingpanther a royal position for this regal feline. The dictated she’d be the first Queen of the lair, The offered plush lairs and such, but she refused, choosing to stay in her twisted tree and her favorite perch on a low strong branch that loomed over the body of water known as the Spirit Pool. This under normal circumstances looked like any other tiny body of water until you got close to its surface and you’d see faint colors of the rainbow swirling around in it. This water also was known as the rainbow pool due to this uniqueness. No jungle dweller or outsider would ever dare bathe or drink from it. And considering flyingpanther’s perch above it, none would dare try. At this writing little is currently known about that almost war or why it was started, most honestly don’t even know when she got her crown or why but all respect it is hers to have.
The change of Colors
Almost a decade later, in 2001 a rival big cat tried their best to dethrone the Queen by force. She showed a ferocity to keep her space so wild, most was amazed she was the same cat she knew. She didn’t however leave the fight unscathed and her wings which was her pride and joy was both ripped from her body in a bloody mess. She rarely flew and didn’t to be fair in the fight. The altered form though bothered her for many a day and she wondered what to do about the eventual scars… saddened as she was of what was to end up being the first of many losses of things she held dear in her life, she laid a many day on her perch unspeaking, not talking unless it was absolutely needed. A young genora (an anthropomorphic walking rat like thing) decided to gather the sages and mages of the clans to find a gift to show her their love of her still and they wanted her to perk up and be the happy cat they knew. The came up with fine piece of jewelry that was designed for her to wear on her tail, a pretty diamond ring, now not like the sort you know, a gold or silver ring with a diamond in it, no, this ring was made of the diamond itself! No one knows how it was made or where they found it if it was natural find. They presented it to the cat, she looked at it was mesmerized by the sparkling colors of it as most cats are wont to do, she let them place it on her tail for where it stayed to this day. This ring before it was given was bathed in the rainbow pool during a full moon for good luck. No one knew that fact would make it magical beyond comparison. It didn’t seem an important fact til the following moon, the first full moon of the new year, a changed happened slowly but surely to the cat that wore it, the black coloring of her coat started to change, it took a few months but by the middle of the year it was a rich regal purple with darker spots visible full time, her eyes also took on this color in various degrees. While no one ever knew why or what caused this change, it was now more evident that something magical happened but more so, with the new skin and coat, the scars she bore was no longer findable save for a really nearly invisible thin line of where they used to be.
The heir of the boneyard steps
A fair bit after this color change, it was seen that flyingpanther no longer stayed just around her tree domain and would take voyages to various areas. In one of these voyages she came back with what looked like a white domestic kitten in her maw, which she soon did raise as her own. At first she was really protective of him, but once he was of age to run and play and not get eaten we found out this was not just a mere housecat’s kitten… this kitten had wings and weird mane that went from head to tail and had small horns on its head and a diamond shaped black onyx on his head. Simply named by those that heard one was simply DC, a smart kitten with the knowledge as vast as the dragons of lore he was. He eventually got to big to hang out on the tree he was raised around and took residence around a cave in the Meglo Mountain. This is an extremely tall sized mountain that starts a small mountain chain close to the area where the tree was. The outermost area of the cave mouth got the name for the boneyard simply because there is a barely a bare spot that don’t’ have a bone of some sort or a skull of who knows what around it. The locals say a fearsome creature lives deeper in the cave, as those bones was way before the kitten took residence. Some say that a dragon lives or did live there; no evidence of either has yet to be fully proven of a legit dragon dwelling there.
To keep abreast of things around the boneyard it’s said these are the few times you’ll see the queen panther take off and fly, despite the lack of wings, she appears to fly unaided amongst the wings as if she still had her wings… It is the only time she flies as the distance does require it a bit, it’d take a bit to get to where he lives now.
The Demon Side from Hell
Much like how most people never realize that Clark Kent is Superman and you only ever see one or the other… the other gift of that tail ring of the panther queen was it gave her the ability to shape shift or transform into any other creature. Usually though she’s still regal purple and usually have her spots still on her coat or skin of it’s furless.
However there was this 1 encounter with something so nasty, so hellish that describing it would do a disservice to you my follow creatures. It was so vile it took the ire of our jungle queen to such limits for the first time we saw her change with our own eyes into a monster almost as mean but not as horrid looking thankfully, she stood upright, grew about 3x her size, blew green smoke from her nose, lost her fur but gained a tough scaled hide but kept the spots, even gained some on a scaled underside that reversed colors of body and spot in that spot. Her tail got a tad longer and where the ring WAS, there the tail split into 3 sections and gained heads at the ends with the same fierce looks as their owner had. Each head also with a maw, with a pair of fangs dripping with poison ready to bite. She gained long bone like spikes on her limbs curved with a sharpness to rend someone to the bone. On her head a pair of horns with points so sharp swept back on a head that gained a diamond shaped diamond embedded in her forehead in the same spot as the kitten she cares for. She used this form to perfect precision to a degree of violence that made most dragon lore look feeble; she was address by the cub as Dragonis D. We didn’t know it then, but we soon learned it was this beast that added to the boneyard’s bones, a half big cat half dragon creature from hell. After the destruction of the creature of vileness, the cat stayed in this form, but looked kind in the eyes as she looked at the cub and curled around him.
The next morning, she was nowhere to be found, and back at the tree was the smiling panther queen in her perch, being the inquisitive sort, I asked about the name and form she turned into… it was then we learnt of her other form and her ability to shift, she told me how she can’t transform back or further for a while when she gets like that. The denizens of the cave’s deeper regions gave her the name of Dragonis D. Demillion and she liked it for that form and others more Draconic in nature, but she wouldn’t go beyond that statement. She told me she has to keep her temper in check, but if someone messes with her family, friends or way of life and mean full on to damage, she will have no hesitation to show her not nice side even knowing the consequences of it.
for those in rich text format impaired...
Here’s a toast to survival, I’m still alive after all these years…. Now that I got that out of my head….
This is the story how my life got turned upside down …. Oh geez seriously another song? Ok no more songs!
The Extremely Vague History of Queen Flyingpanther
written and copyrighted 2014 by ME
The Story of the Regal Purple One.
The Queen of the Arabi Jungle, Hailed as the kindest pleasant ruler in centuries. No one knows where she came from or how she literally did ‘change’ her spots but one thing remains, she has never really changed on the inside and all revere her words of wisdom.
Her name is as the storytellers and scribes say is simply the flyingpanther. To those that know her on a more personal level have the privilege of calling her simply Flykat. Either way you call her, she’ll answer you usually. She appeared in the Jungle sometime in 1985. A small but regal black panther with the most amazing vibrate rainbow wings; the most brilliant colored macaw looked pale to the ones this cat had.
How she got her ‘crown’.
In 1992 after preventing a civil war between the many factions in the jungle, the people came to the consensus to give Miss Flyingpanther a royal position for this regal feline. The dictated she’d be the first Queen of the lair, The offered plush lairs and such, but she refused, choosing to stay in her twisted tree and her favorite perch on a low strong branch that loomed over the body of water known as the Spirit Pool. This under normal circumstances looked like any other tiny body of water until you got close to its surface and you’d see faint colors of the rainbow swirling around in it. This water also was known as the rainbow pool due to this uniqueness. No jungle dweller or outsider would ever dare bathe or drink from it. And considering flyingpanther’s perch above it, none would dare try. At this writing little is currently known about that almost war or why it was started, most honestly don’t even know when she got her crown or why but all respect it is hers to have.
The change of Colors
Almost a decade later, in 2001 a rival big cat tried their best to dethrone the Queen by force. She showed a ferocity to keep her space so wild, most was amazed she was the same cat she knew. She didn’t however leave the fight unscathed and her wings which was her pride and joy was both ripped from her body in a bloody mess. She rarely flew and didn’t to be fair in the fight. The altered form though bothered her for many a day and she wondered what to do about the eventual scars… saddened as she was of what was to end up being the first of many losses of things she held dear in her life, she laid a many day on her perch unspeaking, not talking unless it was absolutely needed. A young genora (an anthropomorphic walking rat like thing) decided to gather the sages and mages of the clans to find a gift to show her their love of her still and they wanted her to perk up and be the happy cat they knew. The came up with fine piece of jewelry that was designed for her to wear on her tail, a pretty diamond ring, now not like the sort you know, a gold or silver ring with a diamond in it, no, this ring was made of the diamond itself! No one knows how it was made or where they found it if it was natural find. They presented it to the cat, she looked at it was mesmerized by the sparkling colors of it as most cats are wont to do, she let them place it on her tail for where it stayed to this day. This ring before it was given was bathed in the rainbow pool during a full moon for good luck. No one knew that fact would make it magical beyond comparison. It didn’t seem an important fact til the following moon, the first full moon of the new year, a changed happened slowly but surely to the cat that wore it, the black coloring of her coat started to change, it took a few months but by the middle of the year it was a rich regal purple with darker spots visible full time, her eyes also took on this color in various degrees. While no one ever knew why or what caused this change, it was now more evident that something magical happened but more so, with the new skin and coat, the scars she bore was no longer findable save for a really nearly invisible thin line of where they used to be.
The heir of the boneyard steps
A fair bit after this color change, it was seen that flyingpanther no longer stayed just around her tree domain and would take voyages to various areas. In one of these voyages she came back with what looked like a white domestic kitten in her maw, which she soon did raise as her own. At first she was really protective of him, but once he was of age to run and play and not get eaten we found out this was not just a mere housecat’s kitten… this kitten had wings and weird mane that went from head to tail and had small horns on its head and a diamond shaped black onyx on his head. Simply named by those that heard one was simply DC, a smart kitten with the knowledge as vast as the dragons of lore he was. He eventually got to big to hang out on the tree he was raised around and took residence around a cave in the Meglo Mountain. This is an extremely tall sized mountain that starts a small mountain chain close to the area where the tree was. The outermost area of the cave mouth got the name for the boneyard simply because there is a barely a bare spot that don’t’ have a bone of some sort or a skull of who knows what around it. The locals say a fearsome creature lives deeper in the cave, as those bones was way before the kitten took residence. Some say that a dragon lives or did live there; no evidence of either has yet to be fully proven of a legit dragon dwelling there.
To keep abreast of things around the boneyard it’s said these are the few times you’ll see the queen panther take off and fly, despite the lack of wings, she appears to fly unaided amongst the wings as if she still had her wings… It is the only time she flies as the distance does require it a bit, it’d take a bit to get to where he lives now.
The Demon Side from Hell
Much like how most people never realize that Clark Kent is Superman and you only ever see one or the other… the other gift of that tail ring of the panther queen was it gave her the ability to shape shift or transform into any other creature. Usually though she’s still regal purple and usually have her spots still on her coat or skin of it’s furless.
However there was this 1 encounter with something so nasty, so hellish that describing it would do a disservice to you my follow creatures. It was so vile it took the ire of our jungle queen to such limits for the first time we saw her change with our own eyes into a monster almost as mean but not as horrid looking thankfully, she stood upright, grew about 3x her size, blew green smoke from her nose, lost her fur but gained a tough scaled hide but kept the spots, even gained some on a scaled underside that reversed colors of body and spot in that spot. Her tail got a tad longer and where the ring WAS, there the tail split into 3 sections and gained heads at the ends with the same fierce looks as their owner had. Each head also with a maw, with a pair of fangs dripping with poison ready to bite. She gained long bone like spikes on her limbs curved with a sharpness to rend someone to the bone. On her head a pair of horns with points so sharp swept back on a head that gained a diamond shaped diamond embedded in her forehead in the same spot as the kitten she cares for. She used this form to perfect precision to a degree of violence that made most dragon lore look feeble; she was address by the cub as Dragonis D. We didn’t know it then, but we soon learned it was this beast that added to the boneyard’s bones, a half big cat half dragon creature from hell. After the destruction of the creature of vileness, the cat stayed in this form, but looked kind in the eyes as she looked at the cub and curled around him.
The next morning, she was nowhere to be found, and back at the tree was the smiling panther queen in her perch, being the inquisitive sort, I asked about the name and form she turned into… it was then we learnt of her other form and her ability to shift, she told me how she can’t transform back or further for a while when she gets like that. The denizens of the cave’s deeper regions gave her the name of Dragonis D. Demillion and she liked it for that form and others more Draconic in nature, but she wouldn’t go beyond that statement. She told me she has to keep her temper in check, but if someone messes with her family, friends or way of life and mean full on to damage, she will have no hesitation to show her not nice side even knowing the consequences of it.
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