Redfang Rampage - Printable Version

The skies of Fornax were quickly growing overcast: a thick fog gathering, a chill grasping the air. Those familiar with the cave would have recognized a storm rolling in; forming of the compressed atmosphere, of the moisture and the false seas.

The vast body of water began to surge with the downbursts of air, great breakers sweeping in a dark, dull grey-green heave toward the shore.

It would be difficult to find a Redfang on the best of days: they lurked unseen, deep below the water, and they were rare. There were only a handful in all of Fornax. There were, of course, ways to spot them with magic, or to draw them out--but simply spying one wasn't to be. Carja would spot only the roiling, uneasy seas below, the fog thickening ominously.

Redfangs sounded really cool! Comet couldn't wait to try and find one. While Carja was searching the sky, Comet held her breath and stuck her head into the water, but the waters of Fornax were deep, and dark; nothing could be seen. After a few tries, she noticed that the air was getting colder, and fog was rolling in.

The large greenish blue waves where getting wild, and Comet was starting to having trouble staying on the surface, at times almost getting completely submerged. She couldn't imagine how hard it must be for Carja to stay flying in the storm. The storm! That was what was causing all this. Perhaps she could try to stop it? Siphon! She could draw the water from the storm clouds down to where she was.

@Game Master Dark

Comet's magic reached for the clouds, fingers of uncertain power rifling across the shifting threads of fog. A moment later she was drawing the water away, wicking some of the gathering storm's moisture into a splattering of drizzle that fell in hot drops against the shallow surf.

This seemed to have no real effect on the larger weather pattern, a mile or so of churning stormcloud. Whether a stronger surge of magic might have worked was unclear, though it was unlikely.

It took a minute to realize what was coming, but when she did...

"COMET! COMET IT'S A STORM!!", she cried, immediately surging up in the air without any fear, eyes big and wide and a grin stretching her face.

Oh boy... this was going to be a roller coaster!

And indeed it was! Immediately she was buffeted by the winds, tossed about as she shrieked in utter glee, before crashing into the water, cutting off a scream.

Her head popped up and she gasped, laughing wildly.

"Oh my gosh- Comet you have to get out of the water, the waves will knock you right over!", she said, and swam over as quickly as possible, offering her back as somewhere to grab onto or ride on.

Carja naturally could hold her breath just because of her massive lungs, so she had more time in general to be able to dodge waves and get to shore, but Comet was smaller than she and a pup. She had a renny who was probably worried!

Darn! Why hadn't it worked? And to top it off, Comet was worried, very worried for Carja's safety of flying straight into the storm. Well, to be honest, if Comet could fly she would've done the same thing that the dragon did. She was crazy like that.

She watched with worry as Carja was blown around in the sky, and suddenly plunged into the water. Comet was about to dive under to help, but a moment later her head popped up and she laughed. "Okay!" The pup wasn't so crazy that she was going to stay in these wild waves. She pulled herself onto her back, barely holding on with the slipperiness of the scales.

@Carja

Carja started paddling towards the shore, not very concerned as the storm came closer and closer, the waters churning and tugging at her as she swam. Her head was high out of the water, probably higher than move waves, though some were rather large.

"Nearly there," she said, and pumped her legs faster, tail swishing up and down in the froth.

She beached on the shore and walked further up before curling up and knocking Comet to the sand in the coils of her body. She lifted a wing and draped it over her, both to protect from the wind and allow her to dry.

"That was fun!", she laughed, as merry as ever.

Comet was worried that the dragon would not be able to make it to shore in the churning waves, but she had underestimated her strength, and size. They soon arrived at the beach without much trouble, and Comet landed on the ground with a happy yelp. She shook out her fur, dampening the inside of Carja's wing, and making her own fur really fluffed up. "Thank you." Comet knew she probably would've drowned if the dragon hadn't rescued her.

"Yeah! Too bad there is a storm though. It is going to be so hard to find a redfang." The pup thought through how to find one in her mind. "What if we put bait? Like food or something." Spotting one in the sand, she found it was a fish that had washed up on the shore from the waves. With a swift bite to the neck, she killed it. "Got bait!"

@Carja

"Oh-! Cetus is really good for Redfangs. With this storm, I doubt they'll surface. Fish generally like still water, I find?", she said, but stood up to follow Comet, trotting along with her wings at her sides, snorting gently, "Oh- that's a good idea!"

Carja sniffed at it and hummed, "Redfangs are carnivores- like you 'n' me. It'll love the smell of this thing."

She looked at the churning waves and narrowed her eyes, "Still... I doubt it'll smell anything with all this churning water. I could fly you over to a lagoon maybe?"

She took flight, hovering a few feet above the ground, the winds already buffeting her. She could make it. She landed back down and grinned.

"This'll be fun!", she said.

Comet shared the same worries with Carja that the Redfangs might not appear because of the storm, but they had to try. Wrestling a giant killer fish was really fun! Who wouldn't want to try that? Well, anyone not crazy probably wouldn't.

"Okay!" She picked up the fish in her jaws and jumped onto Carja's back. It would probably be hard flying up in that storm, and she hoped that there would not be a crash landing. It was a good thing they both had water magic though.

@Carja

Carja nodded and took flight again, soaring over the water rather than the land. If they toppled, they might not hit as hard, and Carja could probably tow them both to shore again, or just fly out of the water.

She was level the entire way, as if the winds were nothing against the strength of her wings. She seemed content and comfortable, and clearly more than a bit adept at this kind of thing. She was of ice and water... and storm clouds, it seemed.

Carja landed gently in front of a lagoon, and it was deep but rather sheltered, at least by the currents, if not the winds. But that was good, because the waves weren't so bad over here.

"Toss the fish," Carja said, wiggling her butt, "I'll catch us a Redfang!"