"Makyna Speech"
"Leon Speech"

Makyna's wound was healing nicely, it was nice because it no longer hurt her when walking or just lying down. She was more or less able to do what she wanted and today she wanted to explore. Rather, she wanted to climb! The ledges at her Pisces home were nice to explore but today she wanted something new, something like trees to climb! Why? Well, because it would be fun of course! It would allow her to stretch her limbs and do something new today.

Little did she know today would full of all sorts of new surprises.

The lioness went down a path she knew well until she happened upon the wonder of the room. A tree with twisting roots and bark that could be quite scary if you didn't know any better. Fortunately, this lioness did know better and it no longer scared her. It was just a normal tree with no secrets. So, just like a normal tree she would climb it to sit on one of its branches.

The lioness poked her tongue out of the side of her mouth as she stared upwards at the invisible branches. She knew they were there, it was just a matter of getting to them. The fog would impede her progress a little but she would be fine as soon as she went to the top. A thought occurred to her... What if Leon found out she was up here climbing huge trees like this? Would he worry? Probably. The bear always seemed to want to keep her from doing fun things like investigating golems or fighting! She wondered why... but even with her powers the answer eluded her.

The lion cub shook her head. No time to think about that now. She had a tree to climb! The feline crouched down on a root and poked her rear up, wiggling it back and forth before pouncing on the trunk and beginning her climb with claws unsheathed. Before she managed to make it up very far though she missed a clawhold and slid back down to the root that she formerly sat on. Perhaps climbing was a bit too much right now.

With a sight she laid down on the root and stared out into the fog. The silence was deafening here. No other creatures were around and surprisingly... that was alright. The lioness found it nice to be on her own for a little while, just with herself for company. Her eyes half-closed and a hum began in her throat. It was a little tune of a song that she'd been hearing over and over in her heart and head for the past few days. She didn't know where it came from, only that it was there. Whenever she thought about the song it made her think of Leon but she didn't know why. It was a song she thought would go with Cancer but... who knew why this happened? The mind was a strange place.

After looking around and listening to make sure no one was around to hear she opened her mouth and sang in a young but melodic voice,

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"I don't wanna go another day,
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind.
Seems like everybody's breaking up
Throwing their love away,
But I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say...

Nobody gonna love me better
I must stick with you forever.
Nobody gonna take me higher
I must stick with you.
You know how to appreciate me
I must stick with you, my baby.
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I must stick with you."
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In her singing she forgot to keep checking on her surroundings to make sure that she was alone but what did that matter? She had just found something else she enjoyed. Releasing her inner emotions in a song. She didn't know what this particular song entailed yet but it still made her happy to sing it.

Majesty was somewhere new today. Somewhere a little bit creepy, in all honesty, not that he cared. Since his accident with the Glow spell, he hadn’t really been paying attention to where he was going most of the time. He sort of just wandered aimlessly from place to place, looking for new things on the ground to practice his Magic on. And in a place like this, a place shrouded in fog, he thought it was the perfect setting to try out one of his newer spells – Dissipate. He wandered farther in first, hazy, glow-y vision roaming the room curiously, really seeing it for the first time.

For some reason, he just kept walking, seemingly drawn towards the center of the room, though he wasn’t sure why. And, at some point, a voice, distorted and echo-y from the fog, came to him. He didn’t much care about the girl or what she was singing. He hadn’t cared about much of anything since his accident. Anything but Magic, that is. But he thought maybe this would be a good opportunity to scare someone. Imagine it, walking up to an innocent Gembound, shrouded in Darkness. The thought left a malicious glint in his eye, and somewhere deep down, his regular gentle nature was shaking its head at him, but he ignored it.

However, his Magic had other plans for him that day. Instead of scaring the lion up in the tree, whom he hadn’t even come across yet, when the Dissipate Spell seeped its black tendrils over his body, they were so dark, so inky black, that for a whole minute while the Spell worked his Magic, he thought he had succeeded in officially blinding himself. He watched, and then could watch no longer, as the blackness crept over his eyes, across his vision. Usually, because he was the one working his own Magic, he could see through the Spell. But this time, it was so strong that he could not see through the Darkness.

He let out a howl, and then another – the loudest and most desperate cry he had ever given. Being partially visually impaired was bad enough, but even his glow-y vision could not pick out light through the Darkness of the Dissipate spell. He curled into a tight ball and began to hyperventilate, forgetting where or who he was. All he knew in that awful, awful moment was that he was one-hundred percent blind, and that it was the most terrible thing he had ever experienced in his young life. So much worse than his Glow Spell accident.

He was so freaked out, he didn’t even notice when the spell let up, and he could see again. So convinced was he of his blindness that his eyes had squeezed shut, and all he could do was sob (without tears because canines can’t cry) loudly, and then quietly to himself…

At first she was completely oblivious to the canine. How could she not be when he was shrouded in fog with the same fog muffling his pawsteps? The feline continued singing her music and was bout to continue on to finish the song but stopped when she heard one of the most pitiful howls ever! It was a noise filled with terror, one that made her fur stand up on end and cut her voice off in one fell swoop. She had to go to this creature! She had to see what was wrong with it an dif she could help in any way. The lioness leaped off of her perch and traipsed through the mud towards the pitiful sound.

The howl had ceased but after opening her mouth and tasting the air, a trick she'd learned on accident, the lioness was able to find the little black thing. In shape it reminded her of Rohan. In fact, they were exactly the same save for the gem location and fur color. Where Rohan was the color of freshly fallen snow this one was closer to that of the cave before it received its light. The poor thing was curled up into a ball, trembling and breathing as if it were panicked. Whatever was the matter? An illness of the mind? Had the strange atmosphere of Cetus gotten to him? She hoped not. After one got used to it Cetus was nothing to be worried about. At least she didn't think so. Nothing had happened to change her mind so far.

With quiet paws and a soothing hum rising to her throat she approached the wolf. Every so slowly did she draw up to him, not wanting to scare him further or make him lash out --she'd been scarred once and that was enough for her, thank-you-- lest she surprise him. "Shhh... It's okay, friend." She said quietly as she finally drew up close enough to sit beside him. She raised one paw to gently touch his fur so that she could pet his side, the same way Leon had done when she'd hatched. Then, she lay down next to him and hummed a soothing song. Hoping to get him to uncurl from his ball so that she could see what was wrong.

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words: 382
tagged: Majesty
ooc: Mama Ky is here XD
muse: 7/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

So wrapped up in his misery was the wolf that he didn’t even notice Makyna until she was right next to him. Besides, his eyes were still shut tight, so it’s not like he could have even seen her anyways. Of course, he figured he hadn’t noticed her because he was blind now. He let out another howl of anguish even as she lay down right next to him, pressing her body into his. His initial reaction to this was to pull away. In fact, he almost wanted to attack her for getting so close to him! Couldn’t she tell he was having a bad day? What on Earth made her think he wanted to cuddle?

He opened his eyes to glare at her – and then just stared. His jaw dropped, his entire body jolting in surprise. He – he could see?! But – but how? He had been blind not but a second ago! How had his vision returned? Of course, his vision still had its yellow hazy tint to it from his first accident with Light Magic, but he could see! He looked around in wonder and amazement and shock, the joy not registering yet. He’d just gone through so many different emotions in such a short span of time that he was in no condition to feel happy about anything.

So, instead of getting angry at Makyna as he had first planned to do, he leaned heavily against her for comfort, taking deep breaths and forcing his eyes to stay open, despite how tired he now felt. He was exhausted now, the adrenaline leaving his body and sucking all energy from him so that he felt like a big brown blob. He almost wanted to cry again, just from having to feel something as horrible as he had. But he held it in…

The sobbing ceased and Ky wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing? She could have comforted him and made him feel better or he could be getting upset with her and ready to attack. The lioness could have tensed and run away but she didn't, her gaze only turned to him as he lifted his head and looked at her. There was no anger there, just surprise. Perhaps he was even more startled than she initially thought. Should she leave? The lioness almost prepared herself to go but stopped when the wolf leaned further into her. Well, she guessed he wasn't reacting negatively after all.

The lioness smiled down at him and continued to pet his dark fur. "My name's Makyna. What's yours?" She finally asked. Her voice was spoken softly as she didn't want to startle him again. A kindly and calmly spoken word would do wonders in the long run. She could pry and ask what was the matter but she didn't want to push the issue. If he wanted to tell her then he would but she wouldn't bug him about his business.

Her paw came back down and tucked beneath her chest while she draped her tufted tail over him. It was nice to have a long tail that could be used like... well, not exactly a blanket but something of that sort.

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words: 231
tagged: Majesty
ooc: ---
muse: 5/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

Majesty was so ready to let himself sink into the cat’s side and just pour his heart out to her. But had he done that, it wouldn’t have been for a good reason. He had wanted to gain her pity, use her good nature against her. Sure, telling someone his feelings might have been good for him, but not in the way he had been thinking of doing so. And he had been so ready to… But some small glimmer of his old self shone through just as he opened his mouth to start spinning his tale to make it seem worse than it was. Quickly, he snapped his jaws shut, and then they seemed super-glued together so that he couldn’t say anything at all.

He cleared his throat, and rolled up to his paws. Then he turned and sat down in front of the lioness, feeling a little embarrassed from his outburst. He tried to think of what to say, very slowly easing himself back into his old self, but his new personality made it difficult to think like he used to. All that came out in the end was, “H-Hi.” Had he hands, he would have face-palmed right then. He could do better than that! “Hello, I mean. I’m Majesty. Who are you?” Face-palm again. “Wait, you said your name was Makyna? That’s a… pretty name…?” Now he just wanted to run away from embarrassment, but he refused to, instead continuing to sit there and wait for her response.

She thought the wolf was ready to spill his story right then and there. Perhaps he could have lied to her and gained her pity, Makyna would have been none the wiser and would never have questioned him in the slightest. All was the beauty of innocence and naivety but the wolf closed his mouth and said nothing. Oh? The only thing Makyna figured was that he had changed his mind which was fine. Perhaps he wanted to keep whatever had broken him down to himself. Everyone was entitled to their secrets.

As the boy rose to his paws she mirrored him and sat up on his own. Her clear blue eyes weren't judging him in the slightest, just watching with interest as he tried to piece together what he wanted to say. Her tail curled around her paws as she waited and waited. Finally he made his voice known in a simple greeting. Makyna smiled at him and tilted her head to the side. She was about to tell him hi again but he continued speaking. This time asking for her name. The lioness couldn't help herself and started to laugh quietly. Her paw came up to her mouth as she tried to muffle the laughter. She didn't want him to think she was making fun of him. That wasn't what it was. He was just so unsure of what to say that it was amusing, that was all.

At the mention of her name being pretty she gave one of her sweetest grins. Compliments, she liked compliments. Cancer had shown her how nice it was when she was called pretty or when something about her was called pretty, such as her name or appearance. She could always appreciate them, right? "Yes, I did say my name was Makyna, I'm from Maji Walezi. And Thank-you, Majesty. I think your name is," She giggled before carrying on. "Majestic." A name that spoke for itself. That was rather neat, in her opinion.

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words: 331
tagged: Majesty
ooc: ---
muse: 7/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

She had laughed at him. After trying to comfort him, this is what she had followed up with? Laughing at him? How – how dare she? But he couldn’t even feel angry at her. He was too embarrassed. So embarrassed, in fact, that he nearly curled up into a ball again. Or ran away. Or something. But he didn’t. After a few seconds of inner debating, he decided that there was no reason for him to act like a baby. He swallowed his embarrassment, but couldn’t work up the courage enough to go along with her laughter. Instead he kind of just waited for her to be done, while sitting there awkwardly.

She then spoke of being in… Maji… Walezi… Quite an odd term, and it took him a moment to realize she was saying the name of a group, like his pack. And by this time she had gone on to tell him that his name was majestic. At first he thought she was laughing at him again, but her eyes seemed genuine, so maybe she was being serious? He allowed himself a smile, slowly forgetting about the horrors of almost going blind. “I lead a group of my own,” he said to her, for lack of anything to talk about. “We’re called THE Pack. We live actually quite far from here. Where do you live?”

It seemed as if her laughter might have offended him, or embarrassed him further for he just sat there. No smiles. Just sat there. Aw well, not everyone was Leon and understood what her innermost intentions were. No matter, they could always get back on the right track with a nice subject change which the wolf easily offered. He even allowed himself a smile which the lioness was glad of. "Oh?" She questioned quietly after he said he lead his own group. THE Pack, huh? Well, it wasn't the most complicated of names but it was straight and to the point which she liked. Just like his name. "I live in Pisces. It's a large room with a waterfall not too far from here." It was actually quite beautiful and once you got used to the water and cold, not so bad.

"Would you mind if I look and see where you live? I'm honestly curious." The lioness asked while extending one of her paws forward. When she was younger she would likely have just touched him to see but now she knew better than to just steal someone's memories without asking. It was a personal thing, not butting into someone else's private business was good. Besides, you never knew what you might see. She would want to see where his pack lived but might end up getting something else.

With that she pointed to one of his paws with her own, silently asking that he extend it before she touched it. Upon contact her gem began to glow faintly and her eyes took on a faraway look as she began to see things that weren't really there. Usually when scanning someone else's past she was like a spectator looking in but this time she found herself in the eyes of the wolf. The wolf was in a place with a lot of water with another creature, someone that was like Fisher but not.... it was hard to tell because her vision was mostly based on sounds and faint images.

As the vision went on she heard Majesty speak, saying he should the creature his magick but the spell went wrong. A flash of bright light and the lioness gave a yelp of pain and covered her eyes with her paws. “I – I can’t see! I can't see!” She yelped for her voice sounded almost not like herself. It took on the distinct tone of a canine in distress.. more specifically, Majesty in distress.

Her vision had now ended and she tentatively took her paws from her eyes, expecting to see nothing but fuzzy white shapes... but no. She could see. It was Majesty who couldn't. Still, it was shocking to feel as if she was losing her sight. Visibly shaken the lioness was panting and trembling as her eyes blinked a few times before turning back to the wolf. "I-I'm sorry..." Sorry for what? For everything that had happened to him. It had to be hard to lose such a critical part of your life.


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words: 506
tagged: Majesty
ooc: ---
muse: 8/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

Majesty tentatively lifted a paw and brought it to Makyna’s wondering exactly what was about to happen. The only experience he’d had with Arcane Magic so far had been Ghost pushing a rock across the floor. He didn’t know that it also entailed the ability to read someone’s mind, so he wondered how she was going to be able to tell where his pack lived from just touching his paw. But he went along with it anyways, hoping maybe she’d tell him how she did it afterwards. He did not expect what happened next. Nothing could have ever prepared him for it.

After a few moments, he watched with concern as her face changed. She looked… like something was bothering her. And when she yelped, he jolted and sucked in a breath in surprise. What the heck was happening? Was she hurt—

“I – I can’t see!” she wailed suddenly. His eyes bulged. “I can’t see!” she wailed again, and Majesty felt like he was going to be sick. She had her paws over her eyes, and was whimpering, just as he had been. She sounded just like him on that day… What the fuck was going on? Was this… some kind of sick joke?

He was severely concerned and very put out by the time she came back to herself. And when she apologized, he sort of smiled at her, though his eyes looked right through her – not because of his impairment, but because he refused to look at her now. He didn’t know what had just happened, but it didn’t matter. He felt like he had just experienced his initial blinding all over his again. Her apology meant nothing to him. It did nothing to ease the pain.

“Excuse me,” he said quietly, still sort of smiling and staring through her. “I must go now.” Without another word, he turned around and walked away, disappearing back into the fog of the Cetus.

[Exit Majesty]