Time twisted

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Lycanwolf POV

"Lycan, this is too much!" Pabbie mellowed as he grasped on the magic crystals I have collected over the time. There must be enough energy in those stones to fuel the power for what Pabbie is about to do.

I have been clawing on the onyx and quartz crystal I could find, digging every mountain and underground cave to find them.

"Rocks!" The younger trolls start to play with the crystals, some rubbing against its body while some admire its shine. My ears flickered to the crunching as I spotted a youngling chewing on my hard fought crystals. I hesitantly picked it up and pulled the crystal out of his mouth.

Assuming he was too young to understand sentences, I tried communicating with him with movement. Slowly putting the crystal in my mouth and out, shaking my head to imply this is not food.

"Furry!" I felt him snuggling up on my neck, and it felt warm.

I didn't know Rock Trolls are exothermic.

"Bel Bel!" That must have been the mother, I gently placed him on his mother back as she gaped. I quickly shape-shifted into a reindeer, my least intimidating look.

The older trolls became more cautious of me, I don't blame them. It just made me feel more self conscious of who I was with, it is never everyday you meet someone who is a hybrid, and the dark color contrast I have made I even more suspicious.

But that rock kid, It somehow just made my day. It made me warm inside, just like how I always look forward to meeting that poofy hair gal since we met at Barf. I even picked up her shenanigans, Barf? It's a silly name alright. But that's what made it even better, the good memories that flow in it.

After this night, or never. She would be back in the forest with our foes, far away from Arendelle and I would find a new Barf to rub my back. Maybe I could bring that Barf with me, after all I have sentimental values with it.

"Lycan, a word with you." Pabbie has laid a spiral of crystals around, he knew what he was doing. But being wary as he is, he must have been worried about this whole setting.

"Lycan, Time is a tricky subject to deal with. I work with it but never try to twist it." The wise Pabbie warning was always good to take note of, but not this time.

"Pabbie, you know how much this means to me." Ten years of not being able to do anything tortures me, "The northuldrain has never seen the sun and moon, never should they have deserved being trapped behind it. If there is a speck of chance, I will take it."

Pabbie has hesitated, he is a wonder and wisest elderly I ever had. But this time, I want to go my own way.

"Very well." He replied, understanding what my intentions are. I settle myself in the middle of the writing and crystals.

"Concentrate your internal power. Be at peace with yourself. You must be clear and mindful with your thoughts."

I took shorter breaths as I felt my shifting power slowly concentrating on my base form. And nothingness, it felt like wind and the moon stopped. I am alone, in peace.

Until a lingering tingle got on my nerves, forcing me to open my eyes to see the crystals floating around, with strings attached to me.

It's sucking my powers. I felt my mind trying to change into a bear or a horse, trying to resist the force.

You must be clear and mindful... concentrate internally...

Pabbie words got to me, I trust my well-being with the trolls, trying got my mindful peace back.