.:PoTC:. Robin's FaithRobin tossed and turned in her hammock. It was another restless night. Ever since seeing Adrian's corpse being burned she has had many restless nights. Her mind scorning her for being weak of mind. Of becoming so attached to Adrian. Letting Koron get a hold of him. It was all her fault. Her claws squeezed her wrist, unconsciously in her sleep. Her claws piercing her flesh, as her hand moved involuntarily to rake her claws against the inside of her arm. What was even more troubling..Adrian never came to her.. He knew how her experience in the Dark Arts, yet..he never showed himself. She wanted to apologize to him, apologize for Koron and for forgetting about him. At her last thought, she was beginning to drift off to sleep... Robin struggled as her Uncle Koron held her arms behind her back. She was locked in place as she struggled, trying to escape from his grasp. The area was foggy, she could barely see what was going on around her. She heard voices, they faint and muffled.
The Dolphin's Chosen One - Short StoryA torrent of water rushed around Delphine's head. Her head was forced below water, high pitched squeaks and clicks filled the water around her. Eyes tightly shut, the vociferous sounds penetrating her skull; digging deep down into her bones. It was as if she was lying bed that previous night, listening to the dolphins' playful whistling and chirps. Those were voices a lot more calmer on the hydrophone wherever they were taped. These sounds, the ones surrounding her now, were urgent and violent. The fear and cold had gripped her, her body shivering. She was too frightened to open her eyes, afraid that she may see whatever might come her way. Her body is in too much shock to move, even as she floats in the water calmly, her lungs are squeezing painfully for oxygen.Something smooth slid beneath her. It's skin hard and smooth at the same time. A pillar of muscle. Sliding between her legs, her arms wrapped instinctively around the muscular figure. Feeling her head break the water's surface