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A Look Inside the Mind of a NarwhalNarwhal sat on her blue-covered bed, legs crossed, laptop on her knees. With absolutely no messages to check, she decided to just go off into her own little world-which was quite extravagant.
As she entered the world of her thoughts, the first thing she saw was Rush having a sword duel with Layton. Oooh, she would have to catch up on both of those stories. Further away, Rainbow Dash, Kirby, and Pit were racing in the sky. Dash was going a bit faster than the rest, while Kirby just nonchalantly... floated. Seeing something approach her on the ground, Narwhal looked back down to see a Lucario with an army of Digletts. Not something you see everyday...
Up on a rock, Bramblestar was calling a meeting to his Thunderclan cats, and near them was a pond that led into the ocean. Of course, in this world, Narwhal was... a narwhal, so she flopped over to it and dived in.
Underwater, she saw many Zoras scattered about. Percy Jackson and Korra were having an underwater-waterbending fight, and block
Gray, Pt 1A three toed paw was placed onto the fresh morning grass. The big wolf growled and pulled his paw back, feeling the very energy of the color seeping into his skin. While the first wolf was whining about the grass, the second wolf, black with many streaks of color in her fur, was already rolling in it.
"Come on, Os! We've been living in that horrible place for how long? Come on, get into the color!" she yipped like a pup. "Why haven't you showed me this place before?"
Os reluctantly stepped into the soil, getting a bit more acquainted with the feel of color under his paws. "Because, Zx. We're not going back." With that, Os waved his tail over the large gray cloud behind them. Thunder sounded ferociously, as if scolding the two wolves for exiting their colorless domain, and then it was gone. "You - we're - wanted."
Any signs of happiness faded from the young wolf's green eyes.
"Now come on. We've gotta get as far away from any trace of that portal, or the pack could
WoA 5 - The War Begins
Running down the long white hallway, only one thought coursed through her mind - she had no training. The small ember she had made with Stone and the sword training with Rush were nothing compared to this. This was real, bloody battle; something she wasn't in the slightest accustomed to. In her hand, Viridi clutched the practice sword from yesterday, poised to strike at anything that even cared to take the time to attack a vulnerable novice like her.
Once Viridi approached the main room, the entire thought train she had going crashed and burned violently. She was greeted by the sight of people from their preteens to their late thirties dueling with others of the same age group. Ackarians would be almost undistinguished from the other group if not from the others' pale skin that stood out from the dark blue walls. The closest duel that raged next to Viridi was between a thin, tall, dark haired girl and a bulky teenager with a sword bigger than he was. With a gasp,
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