The Seceret World Of Sonazea (Accepting)

[rustheart]

(This may help you understand this post, just the top half of the history part.  You don't have to read or anything.  Just in case you don't understand.)
http://www.feral-heart.com/index.php?option=com_jfusion&Itemid=2&jfile=index.php&topic=39663.0

Snow Shoe was about to attack when the Sand Vorox used a spell to summon fire, just a small ball of floating fire commonly used to light tunnels.  But it was enough.  Snow Shoe could feel the heat radiating from it, the sounds of it spiting.  The light from it reflected in his wide pale eyes.  Memories flowed through him.  Running though heat, everywhere.  Everything out of place and unfamiliar.  Shouts cumming from odd places.  Making it out and into open space.  Trees in his way.  Panic.  Snow Shoe just stood there, seemingly in shock.

[Emberflame]

Watcher cocked his head at the vorox, worry in his eyes. Was the sand vorox using some kind of hypnosis spell? Watcher had heard of them, but never really seen one, much less used. If SnowShoe turned on him, chances were he was dead. He thought about extinguishing the flame with a water spell, but stayed quiet and waited to see what would happen.

[rustheart]

The Sand Vorox was suprised by Snow Shoe's reaction.  He only meant to distract him while he recovered himself.  He pulled himself up and slashed Snow Shoe's shoulder open with his sliver pointed tail.  This woke Snow Shoe from his daze.  His leg went limp for a moment then he held it up to keep weight of it.  He bit down on the Sand Vorox's back which was right in front of him.

[Emberflame]

Watcher snarled and leaped forward, leaping onto the Sand Vorox's shoulders. He clawed and took snaps at its ears, most of them missing. He was outraged that the vorox would attack a blind one who couldn't see where to hit, but he guessed that was life. Wolf packs abused the omegas and drove the runt off. He wished he had a water source somewhere where he could conjure a spell, then remembered. The river!

OOC: I g2g :/ night

[rustheart]

(You go to bed at 11:30 according to my time.  lol)

Snow Shoe let go of the Sand Vorox when Watcher got into the fight.  He limped backward, his wounded leg raised.  He did a quick check that no one else was coming out to attack before biting down into the Sand Vorox's tail, almost breaking it into two.

[Emberflame]

Watcher let out a vicious howl and stretched down, raking at the vorox's eyes.

[rustheart]

(Just noticed Pridelord's post.  Sorry!)

The Sand Vorox howled in pain and pulled himself backward from Watcher.  Blackish blood streamed from the wound and caused him to be temporally blind.  So he turned to a different line of attack and tried to force his way into Watcher's mind.

Marten nodded slowly, looking up at the newcomer.  Again, he had no idea what it was.  All he knew was he was tired, and probably wouldn't be able to fly away from him.

Simon was a little startled from suddenly finding other animals.  An owl and a dragon, strange pair.
"I apologize, I didn't mean to startle anyone.  I didn't know you were here."  He said softly, knowing full well the owl was scared of him.

[Emberflame]

Watcher knew the vorox was trying to find his way in, so he closed his eyes tight, concentrating. Watcher blocked all telepathic channels he could find, concentration coursing through him. Before when SnowShoe had done it, it had been gentle probing though, not true breakage. Watcher was not a telepath, had no mastery in the art, so it wouldn't exactly be difficult for the sand vorox to break through, however much he tried.

[rustheart]

Snow Shoe wasn't sure what to do.  If he moved he could distract Watcher which could make him lose.  He focused on a small patch of grass that the Sand Vorox stood on.  Using a spell he burnt the grass so it heated up beneath him and send smoke up into his face.  It wasn't meant to hurt him, just get him thinking about something else.

[Emberflame]

Watcher felt relief as the concentration pressing from the second mind eased and he smelled smoke. He dared to open one eye, seeing that the grass underneath the vorox was burning. Watcher shut his eyes tight again, sending out a telepathic pulse that would hopefully knock their minds apart.