<=To chapter 10 * Chapter 12 coming soon->
Author's Notes: *falls over* It's 5:30.
AM. I had this half-done a few weeks ago. I just spent the last hour finishing it. Yes, the last
hour. XD I seem to write better at strange hours.
Well, enough of the insane rambling of the half-crazed insomniac.
Surprised I can still spell at this hour... Get on with reading. And forgive any mistakes. It's 5:30. XD; Now, onto
Origins
Chapter 11
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The sounds of chirping filled the air as birds called out to each other from the treetops. A breeze sent leaves twirling in mini tornadoes. One strayed from the group, landing on dark fur.
Groan.
The stag’s ear flicked away the annoying leaf, his eyes opening a second later.
“It’s about time.”
He squinted at the bright sunlight.
‘…wha..?’
Pink wings fluttered as the dragonfly landed on his Orca mask.
“I’ve been waiting awhile for you to wake up.”
Scape let loose another groan as he slowly climbed to his feet. He shook his head to clear it the rest of the way. “What happened?”
The insect flitted into view, landing on his mask again.
“Don’t you remember? You were sent back to your old home, to find your little brother and bring him to the Endless Forest, since he is unable to receive instructions like you were.”
Scape froze, staring at his surroundings.
The trees were more tightly packed together in this forest, with bushes dotting the ground in between – but that’s not why he froze.
Images were flashing through his head at an alarming rate, so fast he nearly felt dizzy.
“I remember…” he whispered.
The dragonfly twitched its head, gazing at gray eyes.
“What?”
The stag refocused on the insect. “Everything just… I remember my fawn-hood.”
