darkSpyro

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"nope" Chica said, looking over her shoulder, "but there was something in his eyes other than tears, as. If..... I know who. He is... Well I will be checking. Out how the sanctuary will work" Chica said, and continued down the entrance

"Alright... do whatever." Sybil said, trying very hard to hide the rudeness of her voice. Sybil starting to feel as if everybody was hiding something from her. This made her feel bad, but didn't show it nonetheless. If only she knew her stubbornness and excessive distrust blinded her from the truth behind that badger...

Royal flies over to Sybil and gently brushes her with his wing.

"Walk with me Sybil, its time we got to know each other more. Perhaps with my wisdom and your leadership, we can make this a safe place for all."

Speckles looked up at the frustrated civet.
What's gotten in to you, he almost asked aloud, but stopped himself before the words came out. He just couldn't bring himself to speak rudely to Sybil, after all she did for the residents.

Skaliscin followed Jaerl without protest, and listened carefully to what the falcon had to say. She felt uncomfortable; no-one had actually tried to help her, other than Speckles. The two had hardly interacted with each other, yet Jaerl was insistent on attempting to comfort the serpent.
However, she managed to work up a small smile on her scaly face.

Sybil was grateful to Royal's support, but she was still too concentrated on the badger to pay too much attention. She was so distracted, that she nearly stepped on poor Speckles, but stopped just in time. "Woah, Speckles, be careful... Darn!" she said out of frustration. Not even Royal's warm wings around her were enough to calm her down...

OOC: Um, Speckles didn't yell. He almost asked aloud. So, he didn't say anything.

OOC: Oh right, I missed the almost. Don't worry, I will fix that now
Now, all done. Re-read the post, I changed quite a lot people.

Jaerl sensing the discomfort that he is causing, removes his wing around her.

As she smiles he smiles slightly as well. "She doesn't want me to help her but I'm just... he says to himself. At least I got a smile, hes say dully to himself. There's something about those eyes that are just..." Damb what is this feeling I feel. Its so powerful and strong. It pulls at my heart and emotions like a riptide pulls at the water. I can't believe this I've barely met either of them and I find myself enchanted and drawn to them captured within the lover's net," he says to himself. Then he allowing him one more gesture he drapes his right wing over her and pulls her close.
His eyes glisten as he speaks.

"Everything will be alright, I promise," he says. Then flustered and confused by the wave of emotion that he feels around Sybil and Skaliscin, Jaerl takes off and vanishes into the hollow of his tree to rest and think.

OOC: OK, thank you.

Speckles was going to slide out of the way, but he saw that Sybil caught herself before setting her paw down.
"You're getting better at this," he stated with a trace of enthusiasm. He knew she wasn't in the best of moods.

Skaliscin made herself relax, and was able to loosen her tense muscles. She let Jaerl's wing cradle her, but she almost flinched when the mighty falcon said "lover's net". Before she could find out the right way to reply, his wings slid away from her orange scales and carried him into the morning sky.

That little hint of enthusiast actually made Sybil feel better. She was softening up, but she was still worried about that newcomer. Instead of rushing to conclusions, she decided to ask instead.

"So... Royal, Speckles. What do you think about this... badger guy? I admit that I was rude to him back there, but I am really worried. I mean seriously, he came out of practically nowhere... to help? That's too fishy to me..." the worried civet confessed. She really wanted to trust the badger, but she simply couldn't...

Speckles couldn't think of any helpful way to reply, so he turned his head to Royal for an explanation. After all, he must have understood what that storm surge was about.

Royal thinks for a minute and then speaks.

"I don't know Sybil it does seem rather odd that you were taking about needing someone to build and underground sanctuary for the residents and he arrived. However Chica, your best friend seems to trust him, so I would give him a chance if I were you. There's just something about him that I can't seem to figure, so I am cautious. Though we should keep this to ourselves and act normal. That is my advice to you, my dear friend. Perhaps in time the badger will become our friend."

Back in the hollow of my tree I lay listening to the sounds outside. Hunger and thirst eat away at me, but exhaustion prevails. I fall into a deep slumber and begin to dream. Images of Chica and I being imprisoned together flow by mixed with images of fear like the laughing faces of poachers as they skinned my parents alive. The kind voice of a ranger as he picks me up and strokes me. Being placed beside a large female wolf and snuggling against her for comfort. The female wolf wrapping her tail lovingly around my tiny form and licking me gently with her tongue, while she speaks words of comfort and compassion.

Sybil gave the matter a little thought, and finally answered "OK Royal, I will listen to you this once. After all, I didn't make Chica second-in-command for nothing, so I trust she knows what she's doing by trusting this badger." she commented, breathing slowly. Her heartbeat was finally normal, so her stress lowered, so that was a good sign...

Royal nods and follows her. His eyes glistening in the light. He perches on a rock nearby and sharpens his talons and beak. Then he takes off and lands in a tree beside Sybil's and starts to groom himself.

Sybil watched Royal carefully, and just like that, she had an idea. "Hey Royal, I don't know if you are aware of this, but I sent my dear flying friends to recruit Keas to shoo away any human that comes by air... so... if this plans succeeds... well, I will need you to keep an eye on them. Keas are known to me quite mischievous and a little malicious." she explained, sadden with the fact that her friends wouldn't be successful with their mission because of that...

Royal nods before returning to his grooming. For many hours he works at this leaving a pile of feathers on the ground. Then he sharpens his beak and claws on a rock before flying off.

"...Well, I'll be around. See ya." she bid farewell to Royal. She went as far away as she could from him so that he wouldn't notice her intentions. She was planning to tail Chica to see what she was up to, and know why she trusted the badger so much. After all, he was still a complete stranger... wasn't he?

Ivor after sometime has returned to work already and it hard at work not knowing that Sybil herself is coming. Bits of dirt cling to his fur as with incredible speed he carves out yet another room making it look like the inside of a cave with the stalactites and stalagmites. Wiping sweat from his brow he continues his work.

Sybil lowered her head, thinking on how the recruitment of Keas was going. The thought depressed her quite a lot, and for that tiny moment she forgot where she was heading. She came to her senses when... dirt hit her face. "Hey! Heeeyeyey, what the..." she exclaimed, getting the dirt off her eyes. She accidentally reached the cavern where the badger was digging...

"wow" Chica breathed, she was practically speechless at the site. it's as if it is underground paradise up ahead she could see the badger working hard, dirt sprayed behind him. Chica heard different sounds of steps, and looked behind her to see sybil coming in, almost in a trance. "uh. Sybil?" Chica said, trying to get her attention, until the civet got sprayed with dirt

Ivor stop and bows.

"Sorry Sybil didn't see you there, he says wiping some chunks of dirt off of his fur. Well what do you think, its not quite finished but I should have it done by tomorrow morning," he says confidently. His eyes glisten like a star of hope for Sybil.

After taking the dirt off her eyes, Sybil looked around. She was quite surprised with the place, pretty amazing for one badger alone. "Well, quick work I must say..." she said with courtesy, but with a rather indifferent voice. "Take a rest if you wish... I must... do something." she said, before turning around and walking. Since she had an alone time with the badger, she now felt something strange. He did looked familiar, but that was not possible, was it?

OOC: Chica and the badger are underground, somewhere in the sanctuary. Sybil is there too, but she is about to leave the place. Royal is resting in a tree.

Chica rushed to rose and helped her up. "don't you think this place looks like paradise?" Chica asked

Sybil was at the entrance of the tunnel, inspecting it's stability. If it wasn't for the rocky mural surrounding it, it would probably collapse by now. That badger was really something else, but why was he doing all that? What was the catch? That question, unfortunately, was still unanswered thanks to Sybil's ignorance and continued distrust...

Speckles peered down the deep tunnel. It was so inviting, due to its moisture and lack of light.
"I wonder where that badger came from, or why he's even helping us," he asked to no-one in particular.
"He s-s-seems-s-s-s familiar, don't you think?" Skaliscin stated, slithering up behind the velvet worm.
"Well, maybe a little bit," Speckles replied, not startled by the serpent's sudden appearance.

"I wonder where Chica is?" Sybil asked to herself as she was exiting the tunnel. She really wanted to ask her something... what if she was underground? But Sybil didn't want to go there again, so she decided to look for the wolf later...

"not too underground" Chica estimated, "if it was a lot deeper than this plants won't grow"

Finally outside, Sybil looked at the foliage around her. It was exceedingly quiet. Her birds friends were really taking a while to come back. She was starting to regret sending them to that high, cold place in looks for a species that was known to be malicious. The stressed civet turned melancholic, and lowered her head in sorrow...

Royal sees this and flies down to her embracing her in his wings.

"Shh, it'll be alright, it'll alright."

Sybil saw the wings around her, ad she wasn't startled at all. She already was use to Royal's sudden appearances. "Do you have that habit of flying out of nowhere and comfort everybody?" she jokingly said, happy to not be alone.

Royal says nothing but smiles.

As she was thinking of something to say, she heard some thunder in the distance. "Oh no, rain again. We better take shelter." she commented, aware that the underground tunnel was a good shelter, but she didn't want to return there...

chica's ears perked up as she heard the rumblings of thunder. "we must be in bad times" chica said.

"have you seen how much bad weather we have nowadays?" chica said, "well the rain will make the ground softer, so easyer to dig through"

Royal nods and leads Sybil to a group of trees that together make a large shelter from them to rest under.

"Here we go, nice and dry and safe from the storm. If anyone is surprised by this weather, you shouldn't be, this island is in the middle of the ocean and so we are at risk of even more terrifying storms, like hurricanes. Though with that unground shelter we should be fine. After all I'm sure that the engineer has a way to temporarily seal it for such as nasty storm as that. The island however will suffer. Hurricanes are vicious storms that leave massive destruction in their wake."

Meanwhile Jaerl is fast asleep in his hole with the sleeping mongoose that is his buddy and friend.

"We are in hurricane season, I know, but if that happens, the orcas let me know immediately, so thankfully, I doubt it's that. It's probably some annoying thunderstorm, like that last one." Sybil explained, remembering that a big storm already hit the island (when she was with the deceased Ivor). She was starting to worry about the freaky weather lately. "Thank Royal, for the shelter. I hope the others find some cover as well." she then commented.

Royal smiles.

"I"m sure they will my dear," he says comfortingly.

Skaliscin and Speckles were coiled up under the ground's leafy bedding, right by the cavern's opening. They were both asleep, Speckles being a few inches away from his companion.

The rain started, but it wasn't a strong downpour. The thunder was still heard from a distance, so the strong rain was certainly occurring in the Outback. Giving the position of the wind, the storm wasn't going to reach that part of the Island completely, it will return to sea after probably an hour...

As they hear that sound all begins to glow around them. Crystals illuminate the entire place and provide peace, tranquility and beauty to the darkness. As they gaze around they see each room has its own light source made from the same source, crystals. Crystal of every shape and color illuminate the place.

Ivor gently pats Rose on the head.

"It's alright young one we're all safe, I sealed the entrance so that if there is a chance of flooding, no water will be able to enter this cavern. What do you think of our light source? These crystals require no care at all but provide all the light we need. They also are only found in extremely hard rock foundations, so there will be absolutely no fear of collapse."

Meanwhile in my tree alone in the shelter of my tree, I sleep peacefully despite the storm. Exhaustion has taken its toll and nothing save another creature's voice can wake me. The elephant brothers are not at all scared by the storm. In fact they walk the beach alone allowing the cool and refreshing rain pelt their skin. They feeling of the wind and rain helps them relax even though they have suffered a great loss.

"another thing, the cavern's entrance is in sybil's cave, that may also help" chica said. the crystals gave off anice glow that splashed chica's forest fur.

The downpour lasted for at least two hours. Fortunately, that wasn't a hurricane or a major storm overall. The sun was visible again. Sybil went outside, only to find the terrain was too muddy. It was hard to without tripping or having that heavy mud stuck on the paws. She didn't see Royal nearby, so she left towards the beach. That bad weather was probably nothing compared to those high, cold mountain peaks where the Keas lived. Sybil was breathing hard as she struggled in the mud, terrorized on what might happen to her bird friends on that dangerous mission...

Royal flies over drapes his wings over Sybil before with a smile falling asleep beside her.

Ivor nods. "Yes the fact that it is a cave within a cave, is a good reason why flooding may not be an issue, but still I take precautions," he say rubbing his nose.