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FENGAR
Alright. That’s the official introductions done. Now that Mr. Depressing has gotten us all down, let’s get this story moving forwards.
No, Theo! I’ll be writing this part! It’s important and I won’t have a clumsy oaf like yourself ruining it! If anything, I’d consider letting Drake do it. Don’t you dare shrink away from me! I’m giving out a rare compliment. If you don’t want it, I’ll take it back!
Right; the first day of university. The assembly.
****
“Right, so if I tweak this and turn that it should release a sound that only canids can hear. That’s assuming I’ve done it correctly. Of course you’ve done it correctly you idiot, you went over the bleaming blueprints like seventeen different times this morning. It should work this time. But what if it doesn’t? What’s the worst that could happen? It could probably cause the brains of all the canines within this lecture hall to liquefy. But we made precautions against that this morning. It really shouldn’t do that.”
My muzzle crinkled with my snarled scowl.
Somehow, the brown wolf I was being forced to share a room with seemed to be immune to my death glare. The one that had stopped several enemy soldiers in their tracks? Yeah, it wasn’t working on this blue-haired idiot. Either he was so wrapped up in his thoughts of the device he was working on, and I wouldn’t doubt it as he’d been arguing with himself over it the whole saunter to the building, or he noticed and seemed to enjoy getting that reaction out of me. I couldn’t tell with him and it was starting to annoy me even more than that yellow cat I couldn’t seem to get out of my head.
Think of the devil and he appears. Said yellow tiger had just entered the lecture hall we were assembling in with the big blue shark following him. I kept my eyes focused straight ahead and pretended to ignore them while keeping an eye on them with my peripheral vision. Lucky for me, it seemed he hadn’t spotted me.
Why was I focusing on him so much? Ever since yesterday and that freak lightning bolt, my mind seems to keep returning to those who were in the courtyard with me. It’s almost like I can’t help it; like I’m being forced to think about them against my will.
Against my better wishes, my eyes seek out the other two. The red hawk is seated in a brown chair as far back from the stage where the teachers are preparing for their presentations as he can physically get while still remaining seated. The purple dragon is sitting next to a gray one which has similar enough facial features for them to be related.
I go back to staring at the stage up front, and try to push them from my mind, but no matter how hard I try, I keep singling them out like each has a spotlight on them. The yellow tiger. The blue shark. The red hawk. The purple dragon. They keep entering my mind like ideas and concepts which won’t leave me alone. Even the ceaseless chatter of the wolf beside me is failing to keep them out.
“Look you useless pup!” I snapped while allowing some of my irritation and rage to seep through my red eyes. “I don’t care what demon sent you to make my life miserable, stop talking!”
“First,” started the brown wolf. His paws continued fiddling with his device while he turned his blue eyes up to mine. He remains completely unfazed by my overpowering glare. “My name is Dameon, not demon. B, I’m far from useless. Third, no one is allowed to call me ‘Pup.’ Ever. D, you’re the one making yourself misr-ooo! I think I just got it working!”
With that, he pushed the big red button on the top of the device. It emits a shrill alarm-like noise which caused everyone, and I mean everyone, within the hall to react. Paws met ears as an alarmed Dameon frantically hammered different buttons on the device without causing any change in the sound being emitted.
When it became quite obvious that he couldn’t stop the painful noise, I slapped the device out of his paws and let my heavy army boot land on top of it with a satisfying crunch. The sound instantly cut off but my ears continued ringing and I’m unable to hear much of anything. I’m pretty sure the rest of the hall is in silence trying to find the source of the sound. Dameon stares at me in hurt horror before crouching down to sift through the remains of his device like it was now a pile of delicate, broken china. I’m too irritated to let that affect me.
“That’s one way to get a room’s attention!” exclaimed one of the instructors. She’s a fellow wolf but with frosty blue fur laced through with silvery-white markings. “I’d appreciate it if that noise didn’t go off again for the duration that you are within these walls. Should it happen again, those responsible shall have to deal with me. You have been warned.”
The faculty took advantage of the silence and launched into a presentation regarding their university. Most of it was old news to me. Anyone who bothered to read the pamphlet would already know most of this. How it was a place for one to figure out what they were good at and to find where they belong. How they prided leading those who were lost on the right path. How they tested their students first to figure out what they were good at before recommending classes. Blah blah blah.
I sat through most of it acutely aware of the goofy attempt at a glare from the brown wolf beside me. It almost made me smile with how pathetically cute his wrinkled snout looked, but I was able to keep that urge from breaking my indifferent mask.
Now the testing was pretty much what I expected. We had to fill out a questionnaire in the hall first designed for psychological analysis and general knowledge about ourselves. I’d taken a similar one before I could join the army right out of high school. Once we completed that, someone met with each of us one on one and had us perform various tests while they took down notes.
The person who met with me looked like a deer of some kind, but I was uncertain of her exact species. Either way, she may have been smaller than me in height, but I got the distinct impression she could kick my butt if she felt like she needed to. I was uncertain if she was a senior student or a member of the faculty. She could have been either.
She started out with the physical testing first. Tests designed for assessing strength, agility, speed, endurance, flexibility, dexterity, and hand-eye coordination among them. Next, while recovering from the previous tests, she asked me questions regarding different scenarios. Each designed to evaluate cleverness, split second decision making, knowledge and understanding. That was followed by some guided meditation which I will admit to doing poorly at. Calming my mind has never been a strong suit, at least not while I’m sitting in one place. In combat, that was a completely different story. I could easily let go and fight instinctively.
There were some tests that even I had trouble figuring out what they were for, but once it was all done, I was released to do what I pleased with the rest of the day. My first stop was the cafeteria as it was approaching late afternoon and I was hungry.
I got through my meal without an incident. I didn’t see any of the other four creatures still plaguing my mind, and I was certainly happy not to run into my roommate again. Sleeping in the same room with him was about all I was willing to put up with for the time being and I was pretty sure I would be having an ear full later about destroying his device.
I was contemplating taking a nap in my dorm despite potentially running into the brown wolf when the deer who had been testing me found me and told me to follow her. She wouldn’t say why, but I did as I was told and tailed her bright red scarf through a maze of halls.
My first thought was that something from my days in the army had come to their attention. I dismissed it quickly. War is war. It’s not cute and cuddly. It’s kill or be killed. It’s gruesome and ugly and something I’d rather not go back to. It was a way to get my post education free and to feel accomplishment in doing something to help my country. At least that’s what I’d first thought when I joined.
We stopped outside a door and the deer knocked three times on it before opening it. I followed her in. As the door swung shut behind me, I stumbled on my own boots and stared at the furs gathered in the room.
I’d been summoned to a room with a yellow tiger, a blue shark, a red hawk and a purple dragon staring at me with equal shock and confusion to what I was feeling. This time I couldn’t bother keeping up my indifferent mask. All four were present and I couldn’t help but get the feeling that it wasn’t a coincidence.
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Back to Fengar. Who is being irritated in general by pretty much everyone around him XD
I'm really happy with how the expressions turned out for this one. Sorry it took so long to post, I had to get some other art I was procrastinating on out of the way first. Glad you're happy with that Yari!
Dameon is based on my bestest pal Deamon with a few minor alterations to his appearance.
Deamon-Dreakes
Deamon also designed the sound device Dameon was working on in the story. I'll add a link to that if he chooses to post it up with a detailed description of what it's supposed to do XD *insert not so subtle hint hint *
Unnamed female deer character is based on another friend; a dik-dik named Ane.
octopillu
She'll show up a bit more later on ... maybe ... hopefully eventually.
All characters in this story are mine, unless stated above with credit given. Permission was asked, and granted, for those characters who will appear in my story and aren't of my own creation.
FENGAR
Alright. That’s the official introductions done. Now that Mr. Depressing has gotten us all down, let’s get this story moving forwards.
No, Theo! I’ll be writing this part! It’s important and I won’t have a clumsy oaf like yourself ruining it! If anything, I’d consider letting Drake do it. Don’t you dare shrink away from me! I’m giving out a rare compliment. If you don’t want it, I’ll take it back!
Right; the first day of university. The assembly.
****
“Right, so if I tweak this and turn that it should release a sound that only canids can hear. That’s assuming I’ve done it correctly. Of course you’ve done it correctly you idiot, you went over the bleaming blueprints like seventeen different times this morning. It should work this time. But what if it doesn’t? What’s the worst that could happen? It could probably cause the brains of all the canines within this lecture hall to liquefy. But we made precautions against that this morning. It really shouldn’t do that.”
My muzzle crinkled with my snarled scowl.
Somehow, the brown wolf I was being forced to share a room with seemed to be immune to my death glare. The one that had stopped several enemy soldiers in their tracks? Yeah, it wasn’t working on this blue-haired idiot. Either he was so wrapped up in his thoughts of the device he was working on, and I wouldn’t doubt it as he’d been arguing with himself over it the whole saunter to the building, or he noticed and seemed to enjoy getting that reaction out of me. I couldn’t tell with him and it was starting to annoy me even more than that yellow cat I couldn’t seem to get out of my head.
Think of the devil and he appears. Said yellow tiger had just entered the lecture hall we were assembling in with the big blue shark following him. I kept my eyes focused straight ahead and pretended to ignore them while keeping an eye on them with my peripheral vision. Lucky for me, it seemed he hadn’t spotted me.
Why was I focusing on him so much? Ever since yesterday and that freak lightning bolt, my mind seems to keep returning to those who were in the courtyard with me. It’s almost like I can’t help it; like I’m being forced to think about them against my will.
Against my better wishes, my eyes seek out the other two. The red hawk is seated in a brown chair as far back from the stage where the teachers are preparing for their presentations as he can physically get while still remaining seated. The purple dragon is sitting next to a gray one which has similar enough facial features for them to be related.
I go back to staring at the stage up front, and try to push them from my mind, but no matter how hard I try, I keep singling them out like each has a spotlight on them. The yellow tiger. The blue shark. The red hawk. The purple dragon. They keep entering my mind like ideas and concepts which won’t leave me alone. Even the ceaseless chatter of the wolf beside me is failing to keep them out.
“Look you useless pup!” I snapped while allowing some of my irritation and rage to seep through my red eyes. “I don’t care what demon sent you to make my life miserable, stop talking!”
“First,” started the brown wolf. His paws continued fiddling with his device while he turned his blue eyes up to mine. He remains completely unfazed by my overpowering glare. “My name is Dameon, not demon. B, I’m far from useless. Third, no one is allowed to call me ‘Pup.’ Ever. D, you’re the one making yourself misr-ooo! I think I just got it working!”
With that, he pushed the big red button on the top of the device. It emits a shrill alarm-like noise which caused everyone, and I mean everyone, within the hall to react. Paws met ears as an alarmed Dameon frantically hammered different buttons on the device without causing any change in the sound being emitted.
When it became quite obvious that he couldn’t stop the painful noise, I slapped the device out of his paws and let my heavy army boot land on top of it with a satisfying crunch. The sound instantly cut off but my ears continued ringing and I’m unable to hear much of anything. I’m pretty sure the rest of the hall is in silence trying to find the source of the sound. Dameon stares at me in hurt horror before crouching down to sift through the remains of his device like it was now a pile of delicate, broken china. I’m too irritated to let that affect me.
“That’s one way to get a room’s attention!” exclaimed one of the instructors. She’s a fellow wolf but with frosty blue fur laced through with silvery-white markings. “I’d appreciate it if that noise didn’t go off again for the duration that you are within these walls. Should it happen again, those responsible shall have to deal with me. You have been warned.”
The faculty took advantage of the silence and launched into a presentation regarding their university. Most of it was old news to me. Anyone who bothered to read the pamphlet would already know most of this. How it was a place for one to figure out what they were good at and to find where they belong. How they prided leading those who were lost on the right path. How they tested their students first to figure out what they were good at before recommending classes. Blah blah blah.
I sat through most of it acutely aware of the goofy attempt at a glare from the brown wolf beside me. It almost made me smile with how pathetically cute his wrinkled snout looked, but I was able to keep that urge from breaking my indifferent mask.
Now the testing was pretty much what I expected. We had to fill out a questionnaire in the hall first designed for psychological analysis and general knowledge about ourselves. I’d taken a similar one before I could join the army right out of high school. Once we completed that, someone met with each of us one on one and had us perform various tests while they took down notes.
The person who met with me looked like a deer of some kind, but I was uncertain of her exact species. Either way, she may have been smaller than me in height, but I got the distinct impression she could kick my butt if she felt like she needed to. I was uncertain if she was a senior student or a member of the faculty. She could have been either.
She started out with the physical testing first. Tests designed for assessing strength, agility, speed, endurance, flexibility, dexterity, and hand-eye coordination among them. Next, while recovering from the previous tests, she asked me questions regarding different scenarios. Each designed to evaluate cleverness, split second decision making, knowledge and understanding. That was followed by some guided meditation which I will admit to doing poorly at. Calming my mind has never been a strong suit, at least not while I’m sitting in one place. In combat, that was a completely different story. I could easily let go and fight instinctively.
There were some tests that even I had trouble figuring out what they were for, but once it was all done, I was released to do what I pleased with the rest of the day. My first stop was the cafeteria as it was approaching late afternoon and I was hungry.
I got through my meal without an incident. I didn’t see any of the other four creatures still plaguing my mind, and I was certainly happy not to run into my roommate again. Sleeping in the same room with him was about all I was willing to put up with for the time being and I was pretty sure I would be having an ear full later about destroying his device.
I was contemplating taking a nap in my dorm despite potentially running into the brown wolf when the deer who had been testing me found me and told me to follow her. She wouldn’t say why, but I did as I was told and tailed her bright red scarf through a maze of halls.
My first thought was that something from my days in the army had come to their attention. I dismissed it quickly. War is war. It’s not cute and cuddly. It’s kill or be killed. It’s gruesome and ugly and something I’d rather not go back to. It was a way to get my post education free and to feel accomplishment in doing something to help my country. At least that’s what I’d first thought when I joined.
We stopped outside a door and the deer knocked three times on it before opening it. I followed her in. As the door swung shut behind me, I stumbled on my own boots and stared at the furs gathered in the room.
I’d been summoned to a room with a yellow tiger, a blue shark, a red hawk and a purple dragon staring at me with equal shock and confusion to what I was feeling. This time I couldn’t bother keeping up my indifferent mask. All four were present and I couldn’t help but get the feeling that it wasn’t a coincidence.
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Back to Fengar. Who is being irritated in general by pretty much everyone around him XD
I'm really happy with how the expressions turned out for this one. Sorry it took so long to post, I had to get some other art I was procrastinating on out of the way first. Glad you're happy with that Yari!
Dameon is based on my bestest pal Deamon with a few minor alterations to his appearance.
Deamon-DreakesDeamon also designed the sound device Dameon was working on in the story. I'll add a link to that if he chooses to post it up with a detailed description of what it's supposed to do XD *insert not so subtle hint hint *
Unnamed female deer character is based on another friend; a dik-dik named Ane.
octopilluShe'll show up a bit more later on ... maybe ... hopefully eventually.
All characters in this story are mine, unless stated above with credit given. Permission was asked, and granted, for those characters who will appear in my story and aren't of my own creation.
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