Torn. (Moonclaw's Leaving Thread)

[The Wings Of Fate]

Feathers ruffled as the Griffin looked out onto the vast plain. Her dark crest wavered in the breeze, curling round soft feline ears. A look of distant thought was upon her face, one that would deter a curious passer-by - for she was evidently on edge, perhaps ready to strike out with those large lion paws; and a slender tail quivered with unseen intentions. <br>
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Moonclaw set her eyes upon a mountain. A mountain which lay far to the East, out of sight from these forest dwellers. A forest from which she had flown to this new home with hopes of glorious adventure. It was a not hope that had not been fulfilled, for she had seen many things here that would shake the very soul of her family clan. Yet something drew he to this hillside - and the deep murmur of anxiety flood the Griffin's mind.

<p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub123.ezboard.com/bunicornsvisi ... offate>The Wings Of Fate</A> at: 2/7/04 0:35<br></i>

[The Wings Of Fate]

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Granfather!"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Moonclaw fell forward, her eyes suddenly wide and frantic. It was he family, yes. What was wrong? Why did she feel this way? Like a rope had curled roung her heart, tugging her forward - wrenching her down the hillside. <br>
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"No.. no.. Stop!"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> The griffin wailed, thrusting her talons into the earth. She swung her head from side to side, squeezing the mud between her claws, rooting her to the ground. The pain had flared up within her body, pressing down on her mind. Why did she have to leave? Why now?

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[The Wings Of Fate]

And then the invisible rope uncoiled itself from her soul, and left the Griffin panting amidst the grass.<br>
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Must... leave."</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> She told herself through gasping breaths, <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"But my home?"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>
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Moonclaw twisting round to look at the grand forest halls - her nest for the past months. She clasped shut her eyes and shook a feathered head; what was it that persisted so? <br>
<br>
Something had happened to her grandparents. <br>
<br>
This was a desperate day.

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[The Wings Of Fate]

Another griffin strode through the wastelands. She looked up briefly, a rush of wind ruffling her feathers, before pressing on towards the hillside. <br>
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Moonclaw had fallen to the earth in confusement. She felt alone. Very alone. It would have been nice to stay at the forest, to make good friends and live out her days with those she loved. Now she was left with the notion that her grandpa was in trouble. Was he dying? Still she could not grasp her wits. <br>
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The world around her spun, whistling past her amber eyes. Moonclaw buried her beak into soft feathers and wept.

<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... 046954.jpg" target="top">Sythe</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... vater2.jpg" target="top">Shavater</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... o_3232.jpg" target="top">Bo</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="font-size:x-small;">Tell me, did you sail across the sun<br>
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded<br>
And that heaven is overrated? <br>
<br>
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star<br>
One without a permanent scar<br>
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?<br>
<br>
Drops of Jupiter - Train.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>

[The Wings Of Fate]

A long time later, Moonclaw looked up and into the eyes of a friend.<br>
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Grandmother!"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> she exclaimed, though did not rise. Strength had abandoned the Griffin and this upset her greatly.<br>
<br>
Why? <br>
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>"Do not cry, my dear."</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> The rusty gold feathers of her Grandmother settled beside Moonclaw. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>"It has taken me along time to find you. I did not travel all this way to seek a weeping child."</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>
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The younger Griffin managed a smile.<br>
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Why <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>have</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> you come?"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> <br>
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The other did not answer for a while. She was tired and very, very hungry.

<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... 046954.jpg" target="top">Sythe</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... vater2.jpg" target="top">Shavater</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... o_3232.jpg" target="top">Bo</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="font-size:x-small;">Tell me, did you sail across the sun<br>
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded<br>
And that heaven is overrated? <br>
<br>
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star<br>
One without a permanent scar<br>
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?<br>
<br>
Drops of Jupiter - Train.</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--></em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--> </p><i></i>

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They ate swiftly. A stray, elderly wilderbeast caught Moonclaw's eyes and she brought back the carcass expecting an answer; though she had to wait until her grandmother had eaten her fill.<br>
The dull Griffin cast her eyes to the wastelands and muttered,<br>
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong> "He is going mad. Saying how the whole nest is in danger. I came to find you, Moonclaw, because if what he speaks is true, then we can't fight alone."</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>
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Moonclaw understood. Her grandfather could see into the future as frequently as one who have De-ja-vu. He was skilled, but would often argue it was more of a curse than a gift. One thing shook her heart, though, and that was that he rarely predicated a false future for the nest.<br>
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Then I must go with."</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> And the silver beast rose to a stand, glaring up at her recent, humble home. <br>
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Live long, deep forest. May your troubles be rare and swift."</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>
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ooc: Exuse the crummy exit. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :sweatdrops --><img src=http://vgh.homestead.com/files/Sweatdrops.gif ALT=":sweatdrops"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END-->

<p><!--EZCODE CENTER START--><div style="text-align:center"><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... 046954.jpg" target="top">Sythe</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... vater2.jpg" target="top">Shavater</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> : <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://img20.photobucket.com/albums/v60 ... o_3232.jpg" target="top">Bo</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--></div><!--EZCODE CENTER END--><br>
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