Danika woke up that morning filled with excitement today was the day she would find out who she would be training. Getting up she quickly groomed herself before darting off for Damien's office where he would tell her the name and address of the young witch she would be training. When she reached the entrance to his office she slowed down raised her head and tail and walked in calmly. A large black rottweiler stood in the room. Normally when seeing a dog she would run for her life but this dog was different. He was a familiar like herself and his name was Damien. She watched as he turned to face her a stern look on his face.
"Your late, you should have been here as the sun's rays first began to touch the ground." He walked closer to her until he was only inches from her face. "You will be training a young woman at the age of nineteen by the name of Doe Cree. This is her address head there straight away and stop for nothing." With that he gave a wave of his tail dismissing her.
Danika turned tail and quickly headed off. She was surprised that she was being given to someone so old to train. Maybe they gave all new familiars to older witches this way they didn't have to worry as much about their safety. Once out of the building she leaped on top of a car just before it took off. Digging her claws in she road on top of the vehicle until it went to turn a way she didn't want to go. She waited until they slowed down to turn to jump off landing nimbly on her paws. She was close enough to walk the rest of the way to Doe's house. Doe what kind of name was that? Who would name their child after a female deer?
When she reached the house she stopped mid step the scent of dog was over powering. She hissed under her breath. "Great, just great she just has to have a dog." Sighing she jumped up onto an open window sill and jumped down inside. Danika kept to the shadows as she searched for Doe just encase the dog scented her and came for her. She was ready to run at a moment notice.
After a few moments she heard a young girls voice and followed it. The voice led to a bedroom and inside was a young woman who she figured must be Doe. Bunching her hind corner's she jumped up onto the bed. "Hello you must be Doe am I right? I'm Danika your new familiar." She smiled and a purr was in her voice.
Post by Doe R. Cree on Feb 5, 2015 18:09:29 GMT -5
COME LITTLE LIGHT
come away to the darkness
Stretched out on her bed, Doe faced upward, staring numbly into pitch black. She thought of calling for Treble, aching for even simple canine interaction, but she allowed herself to suffer. She had to build tolerance. It was pathetic, she knew. It was obvious. Many friends and family were annoyed with her constant thirst for socializing. It was something beyond her control. Would they too feel trapped if they were in shoes? Others had attempted to claim that she's lived with it all her life, why was she still frightened of it? It wasn't like she was someone who was born with the ability of sight and suddenly had it slip through their fingers. No. Sight has been deprived from her since birth. How could Doe enlighten them? How could she even shed the tiniest sliver of light on the situation? She'd sound insane, crazy; out of her goddamn mind if she tried to allow them to fathom her dark, isolated world. The fact of the matter was, she feared of succumbing to insanity. Being confided to the corners of her mind was challenging- more so infuriating. Not to mention interaction was the antidote for her boredom. Others were able to pop in a video game, or a movie and be able to attain maximum enjoyment, or at least, a decent way to let the minutes rapidly tick by on the clock. Doe would listen in on a few films from time to time, but it could never fully dwindle the flames of isolation and boredom.
Hello.. hello.. hello..
The words rang in Doe's mind, what was happening? Her family wasn't home, and Treble definitely could form words the last time she checked. Was she finally at the edge? Slowly loosing her grip on sanity? Her heart rapidly sped up, all within in a few seconds. Jumping up from her sprawled stance, she hopped off the bed. Finally, her brain was comprehending more of the English language. So there was someone, or something, in her bedroom.
"Pervert!" The young girl thought instinctively, not listening to the voice at all. Instead, she threw pillows in the direction of the voice, completely missing. Blind people didn't exactly have good aim.
"Wait.. what..?"Feeling as if she was no longer subject to a predator, she took the moment to calm down, dropping her last few arsenals of pillows, running a hand through her wildly kept hair.
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Danika sat down on the bed and curled her flame pointed tail around her paws. She was expecting a warm greeting. She figured the girl knew she was coming. Danika was not expecting to have pillows thrown at her and being called a pervert. She let out a hiss of anger, what was wrong with this girl? She had been ready to dodge the flying pillows but none of them even came close to hitting her so she stayed put. "Will you calm down Doe, I am no pervert I am your familiar. Which you obviously have no idea what a familiar is or you wouldn't have attacked me."
Sighing Danika licked her paw and smoothed the fur down on her head. "Familiars are enchanted creatures who follow and guide new witches or warlocks as you learn the craft. One a witch or warlock has learned the craft we the familiars are supposed to leave our charges and move onto the next witch or warlock. But there have been a few cases where the familiar and witch or warlock become so attached the familiar decides not to move on and stays with that witch or warlock for the rest of their life. Now will you calm down and sit back down. No you are Doe am I correct or am I wrong?" She blinked up at the girl looking her in the eyes but she noticed the girl's eyes never looked at her it was like she couldn't see her. Danika tilted her head to the side looking at her quietly for a few minutes than she realized why her eyes never rested on her. "Your blind aren't you? I can not believe Damien didn't tell me you where blind what did he expect me to do?" There was an obvious his in her voice as she grew angry with her teacher for not alerting her about the girls disability.
Post by Doe R. Cree on Feb 6, 2015 19:21:51 GMT -5
COME LITTLE LIGHT
come away to the darkness
Ringing was all Doe could here. Entrapped in silence, she gulped, inhaling deeply, waiting for a response. Hands a shaking mess, she tempted to mask her freight. Anyone in their right mind would be at least the tiniest bit worried that someone, or something, was somewhere in their room. Contemplating the thought of calling out for Treble, she bit back her tongue just as the voice pierced through the darkness. Chills ran up and down her spine as she was addressed by her name. Frozen in position, she listened numbly, everything seeming to go in one side and out the other. She knew of her magical origins, but never explored them. Her mother never pressured her to either. Only vaguely did Doe know what it meant to be part of the supernatural race; a Witch. The word made her cringe. Such an hideous word. 'Witch' made her think of green women with wort's or boils on their faces. With black, scraggly hair, brooms, curl toed shoes, and oddly colored striped stockings. Not only that, but accompanied by their unfriendly black cats and skeptical bats. Brewing potions in a cauldron. How much of that stereotype was true? Doe could only wonder.
Familiar?
"I am Doe, yes," the young girl replied in monotone, carefully trying to process anything, and keep up with the rambling voice. She hoped she'd be left to ponder over everything, but the voice hit her with a hard slap. Am I blind? Doe's disability left her at a crossroads. It was something she was so bitter about, even sensitive at times, yet she grew up with it. She knew it was odd; how she acted like she once had sight, and had it ripped away from her.
"Yes.." she winced as the word rolled off her tongue slowly. What would come from this? What was to come? Doe wasn't sure, and not one hundred percent thrilled to find out.
Danika waited in silence for a few minutes as the obviously terrified girl tried to take everything in. She was furious with her mentor why didn't he give her any warning she could of taken a different approach to this if he had so she wouldn't have scared her so much. When the girl finally spoke up to tell her that she was Doe she let out a sigh. "Ok well Doe as I said I am Danika your Familiar a cat Familiar to be specific. I am mostly white but I have flame points on my tail, ears, nose and paws. I have icy blue eyes if this helps you picture me. I am the size of an average cat. Now I can smell a dog so I assume you have a pet dog somewhere. If possible can we keep it out of this room while I am in here I am afraid of most dogs unless their a familiar like my mentor."
Taking a deep breath Danika continued, "Now you are a born witch which means you where born with one special power do you have any idea what that may be?" The power could be anything really from the ability to control fire, wind water, etc to something else. There was to big of a list to really go into it all. "Do you know anything at all about being a Witch I heard your mother is a witch correct?"
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