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12-25-2014, 07:16 PM
Maitimo heard a sound. His ears perked forward and he could feel a shudder ran down his spine. He should run. He shouldn't tempt fate on the chance it was a trap. Yet, he found himself heading toward the sound. A cloud carried him toward the sky island. Terror ran through him and it took everything he had to contain his scream. Soon he would find himself in a clear, grassy area.
Off in the distance he could see a crowd gathering. He noticed a tree and both ears flew forward. Silently he stepped nervously toward the tree and be eyed the strange turtle. Every figure around him was a potential threat. In particular, the turtle stood out to him.
"It's nice..." He whispered. Part of him wanted to reach out and touch the tree, but fear kept him far away. There was no point in putting himself in potential danger. But yet he dared to take a step closer. despite his every fiber warning him to run he came near to the other figures.
Carefully he averted the touch of others and came near the tree. He glanced at each individual, wary of them all. His breaths came in a bit rapid as he silently "sensed" their judgment. They were watching him. They were going to comment on his brashness. Any interest he had and be stepped back and sought to fade into the background.
Maybe a bit of his courage was returning. Mere weeks ago he wouldn't have dared to even take a step so he would give himself the slightest bit of credit.
Off in the distance he could see a crowd gathering. He noticed a tree and both ears flew forward. Silently he stepped nervously toward the tree and be eyed the strange turtle. Every figure around him was a potential threat. In particular, the turtle stood out to him.
"It's nice..." He whispered. Part of him wanted to reach out and touch the tree, but fear kept him far away. There was no point in putting himself in potential danger. But yet he dared to take a step closer. despite his every fiber warning him to run he came near to the other figures.
Carefully he averted the touch of others and came near the tree. He glanced at each individual, wary of them all. His breaths came in a bit rapid as he silently "sensed" their judgment. They were watching him. They were going to comment on his brashness. Any interest he had and be stepped back and sought to fade into the background.
Maybe a bit of his courage was returning. Mere weeks ago he wouldn't have dared to even take a step so he would give himself the slightest bit of credit.
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