When training was over we all head to our cabins. I changed out of my training suit and back into my regular clothes. When everyone laid down I headed outside, going over the wall with ease. I wince when I land, my legs stiff from training today, which included kicking and sand bags. I stagger slightly, but regain balance quickly.
I sit next to a small stream, which had led to the lake from before, large trees overhead made it nicely shaded. I tugged my hood down, which never I never did in camp, so I kept my Glaceon identity hidden from humans. If my hood was down, my ears would show, which are of a Glaceon, my tail was tucked between my spine and jacket. I stretched, ears perked, alert. I lay down, my tail swishing beside me.
I lay peacefully until I hear rustling. I quickly pull up my hood, my tail curling around and under me, hidden. I sat tense until I saw someone, which was Flare. I sigh, rubbing my forehead. She walked over to me.
"So you are a Glaceon?" she asked, something about her voice was different, but I couldn't pin down what exactly.
"..Yeah, meant to keep it hidden for now, but, that's out the window" I replied, my tail swishing next to me again, "So i'm guessing you're a Flareon?"
"Yup" she said simply, raising her hand slightly, which is where a small flame ignited. When she lowered her hand it went out.
We sat there awkwardly, that is until I heard something, I turn my head. I see a shadow, oddly shaped, human in a way, I stand, unaware on what that thing was. Flare stood next to me, looking at what I was. More rustling came around us. I bristled, literally, as I heard a warped snarl, soon followed by more, seemingly three in the trees, four around us.
I stared at what come from the bushes. A man that was furred like a white wolf, his hands taloned, his face of a wolf's. Flare and I step back, one came out from behind us. Two on each side lept from the trees. The rest came out, surrounding us. I transformed into my true form, which was a large, shiny Glaceon. So did Flare, she was a small Flareon, only going up to my flanks. I didn't count correctly, there's not seven, there's ten..
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Among The Frigid Heart
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