Neat-Cat

Sai and Jess were flying. It was just another day to them, flying with their drakerns through the dawn. They had witnessed the rift tear the sky apart and were on the way to see what had caused this. “I think we’re getting closer to it. It looks like it couldn’t be more than a few miles from here!” yelled Sai. Jess nodded and they continued forward, keeping a steady pace. They had just woken up not too long ago after flying several hours before hand, pausing only to rest and regain their stamina to continue forward. He had remembered falling asleep next to the cowboy, holding his hand and knowing he was safe. Smiling at the memory, Sai looked forward. The rift in front of them glowed between a gold and white, shifting depending on where you looked. The sky had seemingly just shattered, parts of it still floating in the air and dancing wildly in the changing light. Sai looked up at it again for what felt like the thousandth time, still wondering what had caused this to appear. They

Jess and Sai Runaway Sai woke with a start. Looking around quickly in a panic he searched for his small dagger he kept by his bed. Gripping onto the hilt Sai pulled the blade close to him while looking around. No sound could be heard except for the soft snores of his unconscious companion in the early morning. Quick eyes darted around to look for any eyes that could be on them, but nothing could be found. Sai sighed and lowered his weapon. It had been 27 hours after saving Jess Deadeye from the Arcanum’s clutches and Sai still couldn’t sit still for more than a few hours. The trauma and gas used to knock out any unwary woolyne when Sai and his teammates raided the holding area had kept Jess under for too long, and was left in Sai’s care as the group split up to help lower detection. The path to the nearest town was more than a day's travel and he had to be quick if he were to save this woolynes life. Sai got up and stretched in the early morning light. It was time to pack up camp