An hour later, the squirrel and hawk were still fighting. Chel shielded her eyes, checking on them. She had been afraid at first of the new dice severely hurting Fly. It was a hawk after all, at least, she assumed that's what it had been. And hawks EAT squirrels.
A few times the pair had come low enough to get a good look at him. His feathers were strange and they changed shades of blue from dark to white depending on how the light was hitting him. Chel noted one more really interesting thing about the hawk. It didn't cast a shadow.
Fly circled Sythe as the two flew out of sight, mere black spots against the midday sun. They looked like they were fighting from the ground, but in the air was a completely different story. Fly and Sythe were good friends, both having the capability of flying. They spent hours bantering about this and that and picking on each other. Their base forms had been litter mates and that gave them a unique relationship among the other dice.
Two hours later.
"Wait until you see Stealth!!" chittered Fly, "I knocked her back into dice form! She's going to be so mad when she gets released!"
"I'm sure,.. how long are we going to keep this tagging up, Fly?" Sythe loved flying, but pretending to fight was really dull. He was getting bored and a little tired. And Fly kept on pulling out a few feathers here and there to make it look like they were fighting. Sythe couldn't do the same to Fly, because of all the fur. He couldn't get a good hold without actually harming Fly.
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Shinwa Kurai
heh… they’re catching up lol