The Lone Tree

'No. We correct timeline and make everything perfect!' Sunit boasted. Featherkite gave a snort of disgust, but didn't say anything.

Creekstone lifted his head and the pebbles became still once more. "But what about everything that's happened?" he asked. "Everything happens for a reason. What could we possibly gain from time reversal?"

'Reversal? Daybreak screwed with the timeline 'member? And Neon's death corrupted it!' Sunit snapped. Featherkite gave another mutter of defiance.

"What is there to gain from this?" Creekstone repeated patiently.

'We get things we want, back' Sunlit replied with shiny eyes. Featherkite lept to her paws, glaring at Suit with rage.
"The world isn't fair. Deal with it!"

Sunlit had grabbed Creekstone's attention fully now. He looked around, then said finally, "...Anything?"

Suddenly, Nasair tumbled out of a puddle in the ground clutching Kohaku. She flopped into the dirt, coughing, with her little lynx cub following closely.

Creekstone looked around in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I had to run from the Break of the Day. And please excuse my horrible manners, I'm Nasiar."

"Creekstone." He nodded once, then looked back to Sunlit. "I'm afraid we're, uh... busy."

Sunlit gave a distasteful snort. Her eyes fell to Kohaku.
'Another dead Original' She remarked, before letting her eyes drop back to Creekstone, 'No. Only stuff Neon wants, and I get to pick a few things too. Like I said we should corrupt Mooriver's leadership. But I'm sure everyone who helps can get something' Her voice was smug. Featherkite could feel her anger bubbling.
"Your playing us! Trying to get us to help you! Lies! It is all lies!" She spat, her eyes blazing.

"Moonriver, hmm? I'm afraid I'm not Kohaku - I'm her worst fears. She's stuck in this little familiar." She motioned the cub. "And she won't tell me what Moonriver is." She snorted. Her always hidden eyes fixed upon Sunlit, the light eye with dark rings piercing.

'Neon isn't going to be happy' Sunlit muttered dryly.

Creekstone's mind went over the pros and cons of helping. "Well, there isn't much in it for me then, is there?"

Sunlit swivled round.
'Nope. But you are all doing it anyway. See? We dead lot can already thro you about. Now, bow minions!'

Featherkite burst out laughing.

Creekstone looked through Sunlit, as though he didn't see her. "I wonder what my dad would think of that..." he murmured.

Sunlit gave an angry hiss.
'I said bow!' She cried, flicking her tail.

Featherkite was forced to bow, and her gaze rose up as her stomach curled. Rolling spit in her mouth, she spat.

He suddenly bowed, and whispered to Feather, "Any way to destroy a ghost?"

Featherkite narrowed her eyes, thinking, "Maybe it'd be a start if we destroyed that necklace ting she's using to manipulate us?" She whispered back, "Then we could find Neon I guess"

"Lovely." Creekstone nodded.

"Do you want to do it, or shall I?" Featherkite put forwards, eyeing Sunlit carefully. The Brownish Coloured Ghost looked pleased with herself, finally letting them up from their bow.

"I think it's your time to shine," he said. "I'll guard you."

Featherkite gave a small smile, steadying herself. Sunlit narrowed her eyes towards Creekstone, as if suspecting him, and that was when Featherkite decided to strike. She leapt forwards, to Sunlit's neck, and yanked the necklace with a tug. Featherkite tumbled to the floor, but the necklace snapped on some of Sunlit's ghostly fur. Sunlit angrily brought her paw down, claws at the ready, but Featherkite rolled out the way so only some black fur was snagged.

Creekstone lunged forward and landed in front of Feahterkite.
"I'll call my father to deal with you unless you leave!" he threatened.

'Go on then!' Sunlit snapped, attempting once again to stand on Featherkite's head. He Teal and Black youngster as however now on her paws clutching the necklace. Sunlit growled.