A towering piton rose from the sea, stretching high into the sky before vanishing into a mass of storm clouds, lightning crackling violently through them. Avisa slowed her approach, allowing me to take in what loomed before us. Green and red Decadyls crawled across the smaller boulders lining the piton’s base. Their geometric bodies were covered in sharp edges, antennae-like eyes twisting rapidly as eight long legs held them high above the stone. When waves crashed against th

Avisa moved with such precision after we bonded that I felt as if I were swimming within the water itself. With my arms tucked to my sides, I gyrated my body like the rolling sea, diving beneath the surface and leaping back out again. The seawater had once bothered me, but now it energized me. Every pore of my skin drank in the salt, leaving it as smooth as my beast’s. When Avisa slowed, I shifted back into my own perspective, scanning the horizon for any sign of Meadow. Some

The snapping of water droplets shot up and struck my skin like little daggers. Hiding my face behind the Spirfin's large dorsal fin, I peeked  over the purple and pink appendage to see where we were going, but water still struck me across the face. At first, I tried to keep my legs out of the water to keep my shorts dry, but the effort became pointless. The beast struggled to stay at the water's surface, lowering my hips into the water at times before forcing itself back up.

Each time a cloud shifted, I hoped to glimpse Meadow and the terrible Static Elderkaw that took her. Each time, only another cloud appeared—and hope thinned. Yet the faintest tingle of her Aura against my own still pulled at me. I ran my fingers through the sand, each granule scraping at my fingertips. The sticky grains clung to my palms as I patted them together, trying to shake the grit away. I hated the feeling of sand. Hoisting myself off the ground, I faced the sea. I wa

As I stared at the odd interaction along the beach, Meadow shifted next to me and turned away, growling. Her growl didn't mimic those of...

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