<font color='#8D38C9'>Thupyf was sitting on a rock. Â She began to sing a song and at the same time she got up. Â She looked at her surrondings and then she looked at her left arm. Her bandages and scar were gone. She stoped singing "Am I dreaming? Yes, I must be. Why eles would my scars be gone?" At the thought of scars, they reapeared. "Oh darn it." She began to sing again.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>OCC: hello! mind if i join, i sooo bored right now (the power is going off and on, gotta be quick before we have another black out). ^.^ i like the way ur story's going. =D The fog was closing in; there was nothing around for miles and miles. Only the endless fog kept him company. Suddenly a log appeared before him, mossy and weathered it looked, and two dark peeping eyes came from its middle. Dyn settled in, finding the moss a plus for his aching backside. He looked around, nothing yet, and decided to stay there a while. He sighed, his dreams were so lonely, nothing really happened in them, and he always knew he was dreaming. Empty, like his heart. Two piercing eyes could be found looking down upon him from the sky, but they were always there, always...the snow white male ‘dragon got up again with another sigh. Brushing off his clothes he wandered on, stopping here and there to smell an imaginary flower until he heard a soft music coming from the other side of the hill that suddenly appeared. This was new, never had he ever been so engaged in one of his dreams. Forgetting those two eyes for a moment he made his way up the lush green hill. It was terribly steep, how could he get up? But he was determined to make it, even with the fifty pound back pack that now weighed him down. Breathing heavily from his climb he let out a whoop, he had finally reached the top, the eyes were far away now, only pinpricks in the distance. The singing voice was close now; he could tell, in fact, there was another ‘dragon right in front of him. She was pretty good; her voice almost sent him to sleep with its soft tones. He jumped back when he saw her, startled at the females abrupt appearance. How did she get here? "what are you doing in my dream?" he lifted accusing dark onyx eyes; there was never other ‘dragons in his dreams! There was an odd scent about her, she seemed almost real…</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>OOC: Thanks! IC: She jumped. "You starteled me! Well, I don't know. I've never been in someones dreem before. Â All this time I thought I was dreaming... Hmmm.... Mabe We both are and somehow got in the same dream... Well, anyways, My name is Thupyf Tyol." She began rubing th bandeges covering her scar. took a step foreward. "My freinds say I talk to much."</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>OCC:hope you don't mind if i come in. hehe i love the dream world! IC: A sigh escaped the misty form of Kalasta as her ears perked with the sound of far off voices. Dreams... She muddered and trailed off letting her words fall flat in the quiet of the mist she walked in. The voices came again and she fallwed them. steping out of the mist. She cought sight of the two that were conversing and bounded over to them. Hello, my name is Kalasta and this is my dream. She stated and gave a gentle smile to each of the strangers who she had found. How odd to fine such 'dragons in her dreams. they seemed kind enough but where nothing like the amazingly beautiful gentlemen she normaly dreamed of. This seemed asthough it would turn out to be an exciting dream after all.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>Dyn glanced over at the other almost too perky 'dragon. This was not what he had expected...he was serious, it wasn't a game. He backed away from both females, feeling strangely light headed. He suddenly pointed to the eyes in the distance, "do you see those great eyes over that hill? he asked both dragons, "those have been haunting me for years, they always will, I dread going to sleep and I long for it." he looked up into the strange swirling sky. He gripped something in his hand; it was a small round piece of paper. He looked down at it then at the two 'dragons. "there are things even in your dreams that haunt you?" it was a statement, but he asked it as a question. He looked intently at both. His eyes glinted, there gaze reflected the cycling and wary sky.</font>
<font color='#32CD32'>This male who had spoken seemed to be a trobled one. The mist was trailing her again and soon they would be lost in it. How dreadful. This was one of her least favorite dreams.. the haunting mist that fallowed her constantly. She looked fleetingly twords the sky and saw a pair of deep blue eyes peering down into the male. Kalasts stared at them. This was never the types of things she dreamed of. The mist moved to cloud her view again. If we don't move we wont be able to see eachother anymore. The mist is fallowing me again. She stated this bluntly and started to walk away from the mist not bothering to see if the two she had just met where going to fallow her. She bounded up the hill twords the eyes she had noticed earlier.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>OOC: sorry I havent been on for a while. I'm getting a dog on Dec. 1! IC: She hessitated, then flapped her deep black wings and flew. What are those eyes? she thought. "Mabe this is just a dream...."</font>
<font color='#728FCE'>Occ: really? *all shiny eyed* ooo...ahhh. wow, i want a Dog!! damnit! don't have one, i want a puppy. and i want to train it, and i will command it and it shall be mine! ;_;!! ^0^ Dyn felt both of them shift as the mist crawled foreward towards them, enveloping everything in its path. "No!" now this was new, this had never occured before in any of his dreams. Yet it was a dream, and anything could happen in dreams. suddenly a large bird like winged being fell out of the swirling purplish sky. it shrieked as it neared, sharp talons flashing in the light. Dyn called it to him, as if he was calling to a long lost lover, "Pansey, come here." why Pansey? the name was mysterious and the most annoting he had ever heard, yet he had chosen it for the raptor like creature, it had been the first thing to his mind, so it was the first word off his tongue. the raptors feet hit the soft soil which was deteriorating fast. he quickly slid on its shiny black raven feathery back, grunting with pain for some odd reason. looking down he noticed there were deep red claw marks in his skin, and he was bleeding freely. It hurt. it made no sense, none at all. he yelped as the bird suddenly took flight, a boyish smile and terror lit his face. He let out a whoop again, this time with sudden joy that encased his heart. Why? well, thats a good question.</font>
