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Child of the 7th Age · 01-26-2006, 01:49 AM

Where were those two-leggeds? The ones they had seen last night who could speak the tongue of the old ones.... Maybe they would be able to help.

The Great Owl flew up to the top branch of the oak and settled in, sounding out a warning to let the other creatures know that they must remain within the fence and not venture outside where shadows could be lurking. The Owl had no idea of what the hideous thing must be that had made the shapeshifter shriek in terror. Such beings had great and mysterious powers, a gift that nature had given to them. If the hideous shadow had made even the shapeshifter cower, how much more could that thing do to the birds and beasts who lived within the forest realm and on the wide adjoining plain?

Owl swooped down to sit on the fencepost to try and hear what was going on among the two-leggeds. Before he could make out anything of meaning in the babble of voices, he was surprised to see a large furry cat approaching him, the one from the night before who had recited the tale with such impudence and called himself Tevildo. The smugness was gone from Tevildo's face and, in its place, was a look of worry.

01-26-2006, 01:49 AM	#19
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	Where were those two-leggeds? The ones they had seen last night who could speak the tongue of the old ones.... Maybe they would be able to help. The Great Owl flew up to the top branch of the oak and settled in, sounding out a warning to let the other creatures know that they must remain within the fence and not venture outside where shadows could be lurking. The Owl had no idea of what the hideous thing must be that had made the shapeshifter shriek in terror. Such beings had great and mysterious powers, a gift that nature had given to them. If the hideous shadow had made even the shapeshifter cower, how much more could that thing do to the birds and beasts who lived within the forest realm and on the wide adjoining plain? Owl swooped down to sit on the fencepost to try and hear what was going on among the two-leggeds. Before he could make out anything of meaning in the babble of voices, he was surprised to see a large furry cat approaching him, the one from the night before who had recited the tale with such impudence and called himself Tevildo. The smugness was gone from Tevildo's face and, in its place, was a look of worry.