Chapter 8 The Girls point of veiw.

HOLY

I sat in the partially set up camp, My gaze driffting repeatedly from the fire I was tasked with dueling and the formally injured kitsune, Aura.

By my sisters description of the wound, I found it hard to believe even the long lost elven prince could have healed her, yet Aura was proof that Alister had power beyond what he once had.

"Valiora, do your recall Alister's explanation on how he came to be here?" I called out lightly, my affinity with wind carrying my softly spoken words cross the camp to where my sister was setting up the tent.

"I think he called it a 'transferance' but never really explained it to us. Why don't you ask him some time after we have either caught up, or when he returns?" Valiora chuckles softly and smiles towards me. Catching the gleam of amusement in her eyes I shake my head.

"Maybe I will..." I mutter softly before scooting slowly over to Aura's side again, my touch light enough to ordinary person would feel it. Slowly I pull aside her torn dress, my eyes settling on the three thin white scars, scars that had measly a half ago had been gaping jagged claw marks.

"Where did you get the power? Will my sister and I gain such strength?" I whisper softly to nobody in particular.

AURA

"RUN AURA, RU....."

My sisters voice cut off as she once more dogged the enraged dragon. Her crimson rails appearing to be caught on fire do to the flickering flames consuming the fields. I didn't know why I didn't feel any pain from the dragons mark along my side, but it was still steadily draining my strength. On instinct alone I ran towards the woods, some part if me yelling that it was the only way I could survive, he would be in the this direction.

'He, who was he?' I thought shaking my white furry muzzle, my stride steady as the my figure blurred across the open field and into the welcoming shadows. Miles passed in near the blink of an eye to my pain clouded mind, I finally realized why the claw marks didn't hurt, the pain from the poison masked the near fatal wound. Pausing before a thick berry bush, my nose twitches as a familiar scent reaches my on the breeze. My heart speeding up I push through the densely packed leaves, ignoring the added pain of the leaves and small branches scrapping against exposed muscle, my eyes settling on the great wolf on the other side befors my legs give out beneath me, and everything goes black.

6 hours later

Waking up near strangers after a nearly dying, would be something nobody wants to know the feeling of. Though it was easier for me because the scent of the Guardian still stuck to the grass beside me, and the strangers were friends of all animals and shifters.

"I thought all elves had died out?" I whispered softly, my steady voice shocked me. If for no other reason then knowing I had been on Deaths door, thinking back to the darkness I chuckle softly as a smiling face with glimmering silver eyes shakes her head at me. 'Guess she was saying to go back'

My eyes settled on the younger of the two elves, the one that sat close to me. As I sat up slowly, my hand going to the tares in my dress, she slide a little farther away.

"That's what Alister told us. His theory on the matter is that the decline of our race is because of us vanishing from our time. That would be 5000 years ago." The little elf spoke very softly, yet I could hear her words as if she spoke directly into my ear. "We are princesses of the High Elves, while out playing in the woods. A gash formed in the air before us, after getting to close we were pulled in and found ourselves in the Drake Mountains."

Nodding silently my gaze shifts to the older elf, by my guess, she was only a few years older then her sister. She continued silently putting up the think canvas tent with an ease telling me that she had done so countless times. As my gaze settles on her, the elfs eyes met mine and a small smile curled her lips. Nodding to me she turned back to tie off the last support line and walks over to sit beside her sister.

"Holy, where are your manners?" Ths older elf spoke with restrained laughter clear in jer voice. "My name is Valiora, and this is my little sister Holy. You are Aura, if I'm not mistaken?"

Giggling at the blushing Holy, I nod with a smile. My eight of my nine tails curling around me for warmth as the ninth supports me as I sat up straight. "I'm guessing Guardian Alister said it? Yes, I'm Aura. It is nice to meet you two." I say laughter laced in my musical voice, the trees around me bending inward as my laughter rings through the air.

Looking up at the ancient canopy, I smile softly.

"How long do you think it's been since Alister left?"

Looking up Valiora eyed the sky for a few moments. "Atleast six hours, why?"

"Simply because time moves differently here. Can't either of you sense the rapid fall of Alister's aura? He has clearly been away for near 10 hrs." Closing my eyes, I cast out my aura, a silver light reminicent of starlight flaring around me. Moments later the entirety of the camp was packed away in an extradementional space.

"Where did the camp go!?" Holy shot to her feet, eve the fire that had been burning had vanished, not a smudge of ash remaining.

"I simply sent it to temporary storage dimention. It's one mine and my sisters specialties." I say softly as I shake my head before shifting into my fox form, my shimmering white pelt reflecting the moonlight streaming through the trees above. 'Shall we go to my village and meet up with Alister? Chances are he will be to weak to make the trip back here for a few days atleast.' I spoke mentally and wink, silver eyes shimmering in the night. Turnning into the trees, I glance back once before slipping into the undergrowth, the sound of leaves rustling behind me, the only sign if agreement from the elves do to me not looking back again.

VALIORA

I thought back to how I felt off from the moment we had entered this section of the forest as my sister and I silently followed Aura. Her pure white pelt easy to track in the night.

Aura's claim that time moved differently in this forest rang true to me, and it would explain why I felt off. Glancing at my sister, she nods silently at my unspoken question. She too felt Alister weakening. The short time we had spent with the legendary male more then enough for her to have formed an Empathic link to him.

As I followed, close behind Holy. We quickly made it out of the trees and as we stepped from beneath the canopy, it felt as if the we stepped into another world. Fields spread out before use, over half of the crops burnt to ash. Aura, back in her human form stood with tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked out over her peoples hard work turned to ruin.

Silently my sister and I walk up to her. Linking arms, we smile softly and lift out free arms in unison. A orb of gree light floats from both of our palms and shoot up into the sky, crashing together in an explosion of green sparkles, that slowly decended on the ravaged fields. Were the specks fell, plants stood back up, ash gathering together and regained the richs green of healthy plants. A field of ash once more a sea of golden wheat.

"H-how?" Aura gasps out, as tears flow faster. Shock clear in her eyes as she watches the carnage before her seeming to rewind.

"We are elves Aura, more in tune with nature then then any save the elementals themselves." Holy says pausing as she tilts her head. "And the anomaly that is Alister...." she adds under her breath.

With gentle smiles on all three of our faces we continued along towards Aura's village, our arms linked together. What we found upon arrival stunned Holy and I, the beauty and power eminating from Alister both frightening and captivating, yet calming at the same time. My eyes wide i silently stood in the door way, and watched just as a crimson tailed kitsune before us did.

'I have to ask him about this 'transferance bussiness.' Was the last thought I had before the brilliant silver white veil returns to Alisters still form.

BRIANNA

Events seemed to blur by after I yeld for Aura to run, hours felt like minutes. Shortly after Alister showed up, his familiar face putting me at peace. I ran from the fight and began gathering the wounded, carrying those thay couldn't walk on their own. Telling those that could were to go.

In my need to help my people, I barely noticed when Alister's presence drew near. What felt like momemts later I lead him into the hall filled with wounded, and stood watching as his aura flared through the room.

To my eyes it looked as if a clan of spirits had decended. One for each of my charges, 12 shimmering beings kneeling beside each member of my clan.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched color return to their faces.

'Thank you, Ali.'