Chapter 11- Message

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Following Storm's tail is harder than it looks. The trees are thick, yet he let it drag through the leaves, yelling curses every time he snagged it.
It was nearly noon by the time we got back.
We finished the rest of the deer. All four of us. Now we're just sitting here. Bored.
Suddenly, a dead bird falls through the Skyjolt entrance. Transforming in front of out eyes, I realized it's a Dracowere message by the way it worked.
It's soul became a dark blue cloud of nothing, and speaking from it was Midnight's voice, speaking a riddle rhyme:
"Too soon, not soon enough,
Are you tough?
Skyjolt one, Skyjolt two,
Heed this warning, still stuff to do."
We just stare at the soul enters the body of the bird again, leaving us all questioning what it meant.
It's like Midnight is warning us, but of who?
Too soon, not soon enough, Are you tough? Yes. But I don't see why I must be.
Skyjolt one, Skyjolt two, Heed my warning, still stuff to do. What stuff? This is very confusing. Who has stuff to do?
Storm's laughter erupts from behind me, saying something about how rediculous that is. But deep down, I know this isn't good. Spirit, oh tiny spirit companion, save my soul from this darkness that's upon us.

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*Midnight's POV*

I slowly descend into our camp. Setting up has been easy. Fully stocked on everything and anything.
"Moo!" I call.
He comes to me at a fast pace, "Yes Midnight?"
"Fetch me a bird. It's time," I growl.
He just nods, smiling, and runs off and catches a live bird who is terrified. He sets it down at my feet. I paralyzed it with this spell, "Under my control, you will listen, little bird, you are under my hypnosis. Your soul will be used, you will not survive."
I slowly pull it's soul from its body, entering my warning and returning it to the bird, who revives. "Little bird, you will go, you will find the Skyjolt's settlement, you will give them the message, you will not survive," I say as the bird flops up, flying up and off the mountain.
Moo watches then presses against me, "Come now, what's done is done."

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*POV*
19 years prior

I am not your average animal, no. I am fearce, daring, surprising. I am unknown. My name will not be shown, my deeds will not be shown. Only I know, only I live alone. I have no appearance, or at least that's what others say when I impact their life. One is my victim. I am dark, I am cold, I shall not be moved, I shall not be changed. You summoned me, I am here, and I will stay til your very last breath. You're now cursed with me, and I am blessed with you.
I recite these words to it, it only shrieks.
Too late to go back, you're too far in, I speak to it again, as it just grunts in defeat.
I have won.
Time to make myself at home.

A//N: Wassup group! I am running late again, I know. Sorry about it. I will try to be better and anyway, hope you like this chapter. That's all I have to say. Cya!

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