The tiger continued to look into the warriors eyes for a few minutes. Then she moved her eyes to the warrior's wounds, surveying what damage the male tiger had done. The Elf did not have any armor on, The wounds had met only a small amount of cloth before striking flesh. The male tiger had not had time, however, to dig his claws very deep. The female tiger had knocked him off before he had a chance to do too much damage.
The Elf felt the pain in her back. Although the wounds were not very severe, they still hurt terribly. She knew she would have to get up soon. The sky had turned a dark gray, and it looked like there was a big storm coming. The warrior knew that it was too far to go home. She would have to find her own shelter.
She tried to get up. As she slowly got to her feet, she suddenly felt faint. As she was about to fall, the tiger rushed over an caught her. The injured warrior looked at the tiger and smiled gratefully. Then she tried to stand up again. She managed to get on her feet this time, although she was still a bit wobbly. She picked up her sword, leaning on it a little for support.
Then she sheathed her sword and looked around, trying to fin d a safe shelter. There were many trees around, but they would not offer much protection. The tiger had seen the sky too. She knew that she and the Elf needed to get out of the rain that would soon come. She looked up at the Elf and growled softly.
She looked down at the tiger. As if in reply the tiger moved a few feet forward. Then she looked back at the Elf, meaning for her to follow. The Elf hesitated, but a roll of thunder in the distance made her realize that she didn't have much choice. The tiger knew the forest better and would know where to find shelter.
The Elf followed slowly after the tiger, hurting from her wounds but knowing that she had to keep going. The journey did not last long. Soon the tiger had brought the Elf to a cave. The cave was big, and it offered shelter from the rain and wind.
The Elf was led into the cave. The tiger did not stop near the entrance but kept going and wanted the Elf to follow. The Elf was not sure why, and she was still not sure whether or not to trust this tiger, but she followed anyway.
Soon the cave became too dark for the Elf to see. She stopped. The tiger turned around and walked back to the warrior. Then she want and stood beside the Elf. The tiger moved so that the Elf's hand was near her neck.
The Elf wondered what the tiger was doing. It took her a moment to realize what she was supposed to do. The tiger wanted the Elf to take hold of her fur so that she could guide her through the cave. The Elf decided to take another risk. She took hold of some of the tiger's fur. Then the big cat began to walk again.
The Elf was quickly running out of strength. Just as she thought she could not go on any longer, the tiger stopped. The cave was pitch black, and the warrior could not hear the storm outside, although she felt a small draft of wind.
The tiger walked forward a couple more steps. The Elf walked with the tiger, still holding her fur. The tiger walked slower now then she had before. As the Elf wondered why, she suddenly felt herself falling. She let go of the tiger as they both plummeted down into the depths.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Mellon Chapter 3
The warrior had her back turned to the male tiger. As she turned her head around to look, the male tiger jumped onto her back, digging his claws in. As the warrior fell, the tiger gave a triumphant roar.
The female tiger watched in horror as the warrior came down. Then she smashed into the male tiger, knocking him off of the Elf. She followed her first attack by jumping on top of him and pining him to the ground again. The male tiger struggled free and pushed the female tiger off.
The female tiger quickly regained her feet. Then both tigers stood and face each other. The female tiger was seething with rage. The male tiger was confused. The female gave a roar, warning the male tiger once again to leave her and the Elf alone. The male tiger did not want to fight this tiger that he had wanted so much for his mate. He took one last look at the other tiger and then ran off into the forest.
The female tiger watched as the male tiger ran out of sight. Then she turned to look at the warrior. The Elf had deep gashes in her back. The tiger walked slowly toward the Elf. The warrior struggled to get up, but fell back to the ground. She looked at the tiger, wondering what her fate would be.
The big cat walked slowly toward the injured Elf. They locked eyes. The Elf was afraid, but did not show it. The tiger knew that the warrior was afraid. She could feel her fear. She could sense the fear, but at the same time she could sense wonder.
The Elf did not know what would happen to her. She was afraid, but she felt that she shouldn't be. The tiger had seemed unwilling to fight, but at the same time unwilling to die. This did not seem like the tiger that she had heard so many tales of. No, this tiger seemed much, much different.
The elf sensed that there was something hiding within the tiger. Something that no one had ever bothered to look for. Something deep inside that was just waiting to get out. Something that the tiger wanted. It was a longing. A longing deep inside for something that no one wanted to give.
The tiger was now standing in front of the warrior. They looked into each others eyes once again. This time it was not in hostility. The tiger looked at the warrior with eyes that seemed sad and full of trouble. The tiger looked at the warrior with eyes that had not the light of battle, but the longing of one who has searched but cannot find. The tiger looked at her with pleading eyes. Eyes that had seen more battles then the tiger wished to remember, and battles that she had not even wanted to fight.
The Elf looked back at the tiger. Her eyes were questioning. As she looked at this tiger, and the look that she gave, the warrior wondered what this tiger wanted. Was it just chance that she was alive and had been unharmed by this beast? So many warriors had perished trying to defeat this foe, and yet here she was, staring into the very eyes of the tiger that was hated by so many.
The Elf's mind raced as question after question rolled over in her mind. One thing she knew, however, was that this tiger was no a vicious beast. She was not dead, and this tiger did not seem eager to kill her. She was determined to try to find out what the longing as in the tigers eyes.
The female tiger watched in horror as the warrior came down. Then she smashed into the male tiger, knocking him off of the Elf. She followed her first attack by jumping on top of him and pining him to the ground again. The male tiger struggled free and pushed the female tiger off.
The female tiger quickly regained her feet. Then both tigers stood and face each other. The female tiger was seething with rage. The male tiger was confused. The female gave a roar, warning the male tiger once again to leave her and the Elf alone. The male tiger did not want to fight this tiger that he had wanted so much for his mate. He took one last look at the other tiger and then ran off into the forest.
The female tiger watched as the male tiger ran out of sight. Then she turned to look at the warrior. The Elf had deep gashes in her back. The tiger walked slowly toward the Elf. The warrior struggled to get up, but fell back to the ground. She looked at the tiger, wondering what her fate would be.
The big cat walked slowly toward the injured Elf. They locked eyes. The Elf was afraid, but did not show it. The tiger knew that the warrior was afraid. She could feel her fear. She could sense the fear, but at the same time she could sense wonder.
The Elf did not know what would happen to her. She was afraid, but she felt that she shouldn't be. The tiger had seemed unwilling to fight, but at the same time unwilling to die. This did not seem like the tiger that she had heard so many tales of. No, this tiger seemed much, much different.
The elf sensed that there was something hiding within the tiger. Something that no one had ever bothered to look for. Something deep inside that was just waiting to get out. Something that the tiger wanted. It was a longing. A longing deep inside for something that no one wanted to give.
The tiger was now standing in front of the warrior. They looked into each others eyes once again. This time it was not in hostility. The tiger looked at the warrior with eyes that seemed sad and full of trouble. The tiger looked at the warrior with eyes that had not the light of battle, but the longing of one who has searched but cannot find. The tiger looked at her with pleading eyes. Eyes that had seen more battles then the tiger wished to remember, and battles that she had not even wanted to fight.
The Elf looked back at the tiger. Her eyes were questioning. As she looked at this tiger, and the look that she gave, the warrior wondered what this tiger wanted. Was it just chance that she was alive and had been unharmed by this beast? So many warriors had perished trying to defeat this foe, and yet here she was, staring into the very eyes of the tiger that was hated by so many.
The Elf's mind raced as question after question rolled over in her mind. One thing she knew, however, was that this tiger was no a vicious beast. She was not dead, and this tiger did not seem eager to kill her. She was determined to try to find out what the longing as in the tigers eyes.
Mellon Chapter 2
The tiger was taken aback. This was no male warrior! This Elf was a female! All of the Elven foes that the tiger had met had been male. The tiger knew that female Elves were weak. Never had a girl dared to show her face near the tiger. They were all scared weaklings.
As the Elf stepped through the brush, Elf and tiger looked into each others eyes. The tiger had never seen an Elf so beautiful. She had long blond hair, and deep silver-blue eyes. Her eyes reminded the tiger of the moon on many of the clear nights that she had spent alone.
All hopes of a challenging foe vanished in the tigers mind. How could she even think of harming such a beautiful creature?
The tiger was suddenly thrown out of her thoughts by a battle cry from the warrior. Momentarily distracted, the tiger had let her guard down. She was nearly given a fatal blow by a sword that the Elf carried. She barely had time to doge out of the way before her opponent was back again.
The warrior tried to strike another blow, but the tiger was too quick. The tiger was becoming worried. Even though she did not wish to kill this Elf, as she easily could, she knew she must do something to defend herself from the attacks.
The big cat made a swipe toward her attacker, hoping it might scare her. The warrior only moved back a few paces to avoid the blow, then tried another attack on the tiger. The tiger jumped back, avoiding the blow. She wondered how long this could go on.
Suddenly a male tiger jumped out from behind a bush. Both Elf and female tiger were momentarily distracted from their battle. The male tiger had arrived very unexpectedly.
This particular male tiger was out courting. He had seen the strange looking tiger, and had been instantly drawn to her. As he had come closer, the warrior had appeared. The female tiger had seemed to need help, so he decided to show himself. He was determined to save this strange colored tiger and become her hero.
These thoughts were of course stupid. The female tiger could take care of herself. She had chosen not to fight this Elf. As soon as the male tiger appeared, he lunged toward the Elvin warrior. Just as quickly, the female tiger bounded toward the male tiger and knocked him away.
The blow stunned the male tiger. He had expected the battle to be quick and easy. Now what he had hoped would be his mate had apparently turned against him. The female tiger was now trying to stay clear of the warrior who was still trying to kill her. The male tiger decided to try again.
He tried to sneak up behind the Elf, but as he was about to strike, the female tiger quickly avoided a blow from the warrior and lunged toward the male tiger again. This time she pinned him down. She bared her teeth in his face, giving him a warning to stay away from her and the Elvish warrior.
The female tiger stepped off of the male tiger. He got up and walked off into the trees. Just then, the warrior snuck up behind the female tiger. As the tiger turned around, the Elf held the sword over her head, ready to slam it down on the tiger. The tiger just barely managed to roll out of the way. Suddenly there was a fierce roar, and the male tiger bounded back into the clearing, heading straight for the warrior.
As the Elf stepped through the brush, Elf and tiger looked into each others eyes. The tiger had never seen an Elf so beautiful. She had long blond hair, and deep silver-blue eyes. Her eyes reminded the tiger of the moon on many of the clear nights that she had spent alone.
All hopes of a challenging foe vanished in the tigers mind. How could she even think of harming such a beautiful creature?
The tiger was suddenly thrown out of her thoughts by a battle cry from the warrior. Momentarily distracted, the tiger had let her guard down. She was nearly given a fatal blow by a sword that the Elf carried. She barely had time to doge out of the way before her opponent was back again.
The warrior tried to strike another blow, but the tiger was too quick. The tiger was becoming worried. Even though she did not wish to kill this Elf, as she easily could, she knew she must do something to defend herself from the attacks.
The big cat made a swipe toward her attacker, hoping it might scare her. The warrior only moved back a few paces to avoid the blow, then tried another attack on the tiger. The tiger jumped back, avoiding the blow. She wondered how long this could go on.
Suddenly a male tiger jumped out from behind a bush. Both Elf and female tiger were momentarily distracted from their battle. The male tiger had arrived very unexpectedly.
This particular male tiger was out courting. He had seen the strange looking tiger, and had been instantly drawn to her. As he had come closer, the warrior had appeared. The female tiger had seemed to need help, so he decided to show himself. He was determined to save this strange colored tiger and become her hero.
These thoughts were of course stupid. The female tiger could take care of herself. She had chosen not to fight this Elf. As soon as the male tiger appeared, he lunged toward the Elvin warrior. Just as quickly, the female tiger bounded toward the male tiger and knocked him away.
The blow stunned the male tiger. He had expected the battle to be quick and easy. Now what he had hoped would be his mate had apparently turned against him. The female tiger was now trying to stay clear of the warrior who was still trying to kill her. The male tiger decided to try again.
He tried to sneak up behind the Elf, but as he was about to strike, the female tiger quickly avoided a blow from the warrior and lunged toward the male tiger again. This time she pinned him down. She bared her teeth in his face, giving him a warning to stay away from her and the Elvish warrior.
The female tiger stepped off of the male tiger. He got up and walked off into the trees. Just then, the warrior snuck up behind the female tiger. As the tiger turned around, the Elf held the sword over her head, ready to slam it down on the tiger. The tiger just barely managed to roll out of the way. Suddenly there was a fierce roar, and the male tiger bounded back into the clearing, heading straight for the warrior.
Mellon Chapter 1
The tiger stalked silently through the forest that was her home. As she moved under the trees, she suddenly stopped and lifted her head. She smelled the air, searching the breeze for the scent of her prey. She quickly found it and moved on.
Soon the tiger was very near to what she had been hunting. It was just beyond a small bush that the tiger could easily clear. She could not see it, but she knew it was there
The big cat tensed her muscles. Then she leaped over the bush. There, on the other side, was a young stallion.
The stallion was part of a heard that belonged to the Elves. The Elves let the horses run free. They used them only for riding, and even though they were somewhat wild, the Elves still kept a special bond with them.
The heard had been grazing nearby when the tiger attacked, but as soon as the surprised stallion cried out, they took off. The tiger made a short end to the young horse..
Then she looked up to see if there was anything else around that was near enough to catch. There wasn't, so the tiger dragged her prey off into the forest. She found a patch of dry leaves that she laid on to enjoy her meal.
After the food, the tiger felt tired. The leaves felt warm and comfortable. She lay down on her side and was soon asleep.
Later she was suddenly awakened. Her keen ears had picked up a small sound not far away. The tiger instantly knew what it was. It was an Elf.
The tiger stood up and stretched, weary from the weak challengers that dared to oppose her. Many, if not all, of the Elves that the tiger had had to fight were weak.. Many were headstrong young boys who were trying to show bravery. They wanted love, or power, or dozens of other things, but all they found was death.
The big cat stretched her muscles, hoping that by some change this new intruder would pose at least a small threat. The tiger heard the Elf coming closer. She put her head up and sniffed the air. The warrior was close now.
The Elf kept walking until the only thing now between them was a thick line of trees. The tiger tensed her muscles, ready for anything. Then the warrior stepped into view.
Soon the tiger was very near to what she had been hunting. It was just beyond a small bush that the tiger could easily clear. She could not see it, but she knew it was there
The big cat tensed her muscles. Then she leaped over the bush. There, on the other side, was a young stallion.
The stallion was part of a heard that belonged to the Elves. The Elves let the horses run free. They used them only for riding, and even though they were somewhat wild, the Elves still kept a special bond with them.
The heard had been grazing nearby when the tiger attacked, but as soon as the surprised stallion cried out, they took off. The tiger made a short end to the young horse..
Then she looked up to see if there was anything else around that was near enough to catch. There wasn't, so the tiger dragged her prey off into the forest. She found a patch of dry leaves that she laid on to enjoy her meal.
After the food, the tiger felt tired. The leaves felt warm and comfortable. She lay down on her side and was soon asleep.
Later she was suddenly awakened. Her keen ears had picked up a small sound not far away. The tiger instantly knew what it was. It was an Elf.
The tiger stood up and stretched, weary from the weak challengers that dared to oppose her. Many, if not all, of the Elves that the tiger had had to fight were weak.. Many were headstrong young boys who were trying to show bravery. They wanted love, or power, or dozens of other things, but all they found was death.
The big cat stretched her muscles, hoping that by some change this new intruder would pose at least a small threat. The tiger heard the Elf coming closer. She put her head up and sniffed the air. The warrior was close now.
The Elf kept walking until the only thing now between them was a thick line of trees. The tiger tensed her muscles, ready for anything. Then the warrior stepped into view.
Friday, May 29, 2009
A Special Dedication to Kaleb Nation and Maureen Johnson
I wrote this special song for you two, I hope you enjoy it!
Verse 1
You know the world is kind of like a trapeze
There are ups and downs and risks you have to take
But you know that things always seem to turn out okay
Even though we all have our failures and mistakes
Chorus
Now this is a special song
Written just for you
For Kaleb Nation and Maureen Johnson
Good luck to you two
Verse 2
Well, Maureen has The Sight sometimes so she makes predictions
And she's the only one I know who has a Ghost in a Jar
Don't forget she's written several great books
At least you can take pride in knowing you got this far
Chorus
Verse 3
Kaleb has a lot of BranFans though his book hasn't even come out yet
He's also sometimes better known (by fangirls) as “The Twilight Guy”
Do you know how many look up to you, and could you even count?
And Ninja Fanpire says (to the fans) pre-order The Farfield Curse that comes out on 9-9-09
Chorus
Verse 4
NYC is the place to be today, to see death defying tricks done by amateurs
So put on a brave face you two, because you know we'll all be watching you
You've come too far to back out now, close your eyes and hang on for you lives
So let's give a circusly excited round of applause for this amazing duo!
Verse 1
You know the world is kind of like a trapeze
There are ups and downs and risks you have to take
But you know that things always seem to turn out okay
Even though we all have our failures and mistakes
Chorus
Now this is a special song
Written just for you
For Kaleb Nation and Maureen Johnson
Good luck to you two
Verse 2
Well, Maureen has The Sight sometimes so she makes predictions
And she's the only one I know who has a Ghost in a Jar
Don't forget she's written several great books
At least you can take pride in knowing you got this far
Chorus
Verse 3
Kaleb has a lot of BranFans though his book hasn't even come out yet
He's also sometimes better known (by fangirls) as “The Twilight Guy”
Do you know how many look up to you, and could you even count?
And Ninja Fanpire says (to the fans) pre-order The Farfield Curse that comes out on 9-9-09
Chorus
Verse 4
NYC is the place to be today, to see death defying tricks done by amateurs
So put on a brave face you two, because you know we'll all be watching you
You've come too far to back out now, close your eyes and hang on for you lives
So let's give a circusly excited round of applause for this amazing duo!
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