Just a DreamThere it was. The gateway to the altar. His smile was wide and his eight tails waved behind him in excitement. They had done it. He looked down beside him at the smaller pink figure. She had the same look of awe and excitement he did. Her blue eyes sparkled with the dancing light and it caused his breath to hitch. He couldn't ask for a better ending. "We've done it," he whispered, leaning his head down to nuzzle her pink head affectionately. "We did it, Corani. We made it all the way to the top." She let out a small noise of joy and lifted her own head to rub against his muzzle in return.Just a Dream in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes, we did. I'm so proud of us, Muscovy! We'll be the next elders in line. And we can create a better place for the younger aeniama. We'll convince the humans they aren't evil! And then once everything is settled we'll go on a new adventure. We'll explore the entire world together!" Muscovy's excitement was getting the better of him and he let out an excited yip.
"Let's not wait any lo
A Thorn in My SideThorn sighed. He just got his second tail, and already things changed. He's a lot more aggressive but not around Corani, and it was sometimes hard to control his second tail.A Thorn in My Side in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thorn walked through the sewers, like he usually does. The darkness from it soothed him. Many would question why his Affinity ain't Darkness, if he likes it, but he honestly doesn't know. Past event? Something inside the darkness that he liked? Thorn just shrugged it off.
Another black aeniama was spending his time in the part of the Sewers as well, though he wasn't wandering, but sleeping. The term "sleep" is being used loosely here, as he wasn't quite fully unconscious yet. Nestled in a corner of a turn in one of the tunnels, he blended in almost seamlessly with the shadows; if it weren't for the faint glow of the tips of his two tails, he'd be practically invisible.
In recent weeks, Fahne's tail glow had diminished significantly, due to the emotional trauma that followed his mission in the Slums. Slowly, it see