The Stream

The old wolf stopped, and sat down, looking at his reflection in the steam.

A silver wolf with blue wings padded up on the opposite bank. "Hello." Silverstorm said. "Who are you?"

"So you only just say hello now" The old wolf grinned, clearly tired by the short journey, "Very well. My name is Talon. Stonetalon." He paused, taking a breath. His grey wings were ragged and torn.
"I left Ash Peaks some time ago to search for you. You might not remember who I am, Silverstorm, but I came from your old pack."

"Sure, I remember you. You used to crave honey and I was stupid enough to go breaking open beehives for you." Silverstorm padded across the stream, sending phantasmic wings of water flying everywhere.

A smile stretched across Talon's lined face.
"Honey, such a wonder of life. Anyhow. You're probably wondering why I came to seek you. The truth is, you were the only wolf I knew of this isle and since you have spent time over here I need to..." He broke off, "Are you sitting comfortably? I need to tell you the story."

"I am on marsh grass, it's always comfortable. Well then, go ahead." Silverstorm nodded.

Talon took a deep breath.
"When the originals created the world, they decided they would not interfere with the lives of the wolves, but merely observe. However, when I was a little younger, or should I say, serveral millennia ago..." Talon paused, and frowned, "Wait. Okay, you gotta know that awhile ago, there were dusk wolves here when the rest of the world was evolving. I was alive then. I don't know how, or why, but I'm existing here and now too..." He coughed, and shook his head.
"Anyhow, I was collecting berries for my clan - ancient Moonriver - when I stumbled across the second original, Neon, doing what she does in this very stream. - talking to herself. She made me promise never to speak of this. I often pondered the day, until I came across her again. did not know who she was, but she was being attacked by Suncliff Warriors. She was willing to die, as she could come back - without revealing who she was - but I jumped in, and drove them back. Neon...Neon found it...I don't know how. But then, I saw her more often, every night. I found out who she was, but It didn't stop anything. Of course, the other originals were angry. One night, Daybreak came, and ended my life. Neon was bearing my pups. I don't know what happened to the pups - but Daybreak probably killed them too...
Neon and I were in love, Silverstorm, and I need to find her, and see her again..."

"Neon. Right... Erm..." Silverstorm murmured. "Dead. So, you want her back?"

Talon cleared his throat.
"I need to find her, Silverstorm, but I have reason to believe that Neon's pups were born - and they lived and died like normal dusk wolves. But, I have reason to believe you're at the end of the line."

"Me?" Silverstorm echoed.

"You shouldn't be too surprised" Talon shrugged, "I mean if you are, I'd be your grandfather added on thousands of greats."

"Wow." Silverstorm murmured. "So I've got to find my thousand great grandmother and find someone to bring her to life?"

Talon shook his head. "Neon isn't dead. I just don't know where she is. She gave me the ability to find her realm when we were together, but I know she is not there."

"So she's somewhere, but not here? I'm sure I can convince Moonriver to help me find her. Don't worry, I'll find her."

Talon gave a thankful nod.
"Do you think your leader will let me stay the night? I am depleted of strength."

"I don't think Silvermask will mind." Silverstorm nodded. "Follow me." She stood up and slid into the bracken.

Talon nodded, standing up and following behind slowly.

(To Moonriver!)

Unoki stopped, and paused for a drink.

Habano lapped up the water as well, albeit rather sloppily.

K'Yaku fell in the water.

Habano laughed and offered a wing to help him out.

K'Yaku clambered up using Habano's wing.

He shook it to get the water off when K'Yaku was off.

"I fell off your head!" K'Yaku swatted Habano playfully.