Dameon threw yet another blue steel throwing knife.  It struck home,
embedding itself in the tree.

()Come now, you didn't expect her to stay forever did you?()

Another knife slipped from between Dameon's fingers, landing again in the
center.

"I don't know what I expected."  He said, whispering.  Overhead a lightning
bolt flew from cloud to cloud.  They both felt the pull to it, the strange
attachment to the storm.  It was like this for all storms that came, Themis
and he felt a pull towards them, as if they were kin.

()It's calling to me...()

Dameon's blue eyes flashed.  The day was dark with clouds.

"Then lets go see what it wants."

Dameon mounted Themis.  Now Dameon wore all black leather with a beautiful
midnight blue lightning bolt on the back.  There were several spots on it
for his seven throwing knives, and a place on his hip for the sword and bolo.

Themis had a very comfortable black leather saddle.  It accented the dragon,
who was now full grown.

()Dameon, I don't know what will happen if we go up there.()

"I know, but right about now I am tired of feeling this pull, aren't you?
Don't worry my friend, we will do this together."

The mighty dragon spread it's wings and the wind screamed at them in
response as they rose off the ground, ascending to the storms challenge.  As
they gained altitude there was a huge thunder clap and the wind came roaring
down on them, pushing at the pair.

()It knows we are coming, the thunder is it's battle cry.()

'Then let it hear ours.'

<ROOOOAAARRR>

Dameon's soul flew as Themis let his bellowing roar overtake the sound of
the storm.  Then there was a light, it jumped from two clouds away to one.
Then it sparked before it descended upon them.

'Here it comes Themis!'

<ZARK>

Dameon felt the bolt flow threw them, his body.  Then he felt a jolt inside
him, the skipping of a beat.

'My heart...'

'Themis, cut it in half.'

Themis reared back and roared as he let a bolt of lightning fly from his
belly.  The sky lit up as the mighty bolt flew into the clouds and Dameon
could have swore he heard a scream.

'That's enough, let's land.'

A few minutes later they were both on the ground.  Dameon laying on Themis
as the storm cleared overhead.

()Are you feeling better?()

'Until the next storm comes.'

()Apparently I am a living lightning rod.()

The two fell asleep there, in the forest.  Among the leaves, animals, and
raindrops.


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The next day, pre-alpha wing practice
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()Dameon, wake up.  There is something going on..()

The two quickly returned to the warren.



--- Dameon & Themis

        Storms are good, they cleanse the world

NRPG:

Hey guys.  had some problems with my mail, but I am back.  Good lord a lot
has happened.  Now I am trying to get in there somehow! :)