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And she never fails a job. Only problem is, this one's a bit more than what she was expecting. She ends up getting caught in the middle of the war, and torn in two directions.
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Querry finally came to what she thought was the king's official's room, and pulled out a lock pick from a pocket in her corset. She stuck the metal in, twisting it and jiggling it just a bit before hearing the satisfying click of the tumblers rotating together. Querry slipped in, and started rummaging through one of the desks. Her eyes widened as she finally figured out what her employer had wanted. No, this guy couldn't have- But her thoughts got no further as she heard the yelling of guards and the pounding of feet against the floor. She groaned, stashing them in her pocket, and tried to slip out of the room since there were no windows in this room. Just a fraction of her clothing was seen, and one of the guards called out, and they put on a whole new burst of speed. Ugh, I'm not going to be able to shake them. She turned a corner- only to run into more guards. They attacked her, and she cried out, feeling her own flesh tearing apart and the flow of blood begin to trickle out. She grabbed her arm and side, and then decided it was time to get away with her life.
She silently began to morph as she made a sharp turn and ran down another corridor, completing it as she made it to the door. A house cat with the features of a lynx: same ears, same fur; except the fur was long and soft, not to mention as black as midnight. The feline's tail was long, though short haired. Yet blood still trickled out of her ribs and her shoulder, and it was getting worse by the second. Flee. Have to... She thought dazedly to herself, hearing the yelling of yet more guards. "It's the shape-shifter, quickly, after her, before she gets away again!" One man cried.
Querry made another sharp turn, darting under the bushes and out into the night.
Blinked. Once. Twice.
From far away, all of the sudden, a bird cried out, its cry was sad and it made the sunset scene even more bittersweet, like adding a tear in a heartbroken story...The teen looked up, there was something flickered in his blank eyes but it was gone quickly as the cry ended. The teen sighed and ran a hand through his white long hair, making it even messier than it had been. He was always in a strange kind of mood whenever he watched the sunset. It was as if the darkness itself was affecting him in a way he would never understand. He didn't even notice that his fingernails were beginning to lengthen and his eyes became brighter, almost like the eyes of a cat. His mind grew fuzzier with each passing second and he closed his eyes, his entire body relaxed and he appeared to be deep in sleep.
But just for about a minute...
Almost instantly, his eyes opened again and they darted back and forth in a calculated manner. His lips curled into a dark smile as he shakily stood up. Stretching his arms and legs, the teen sent one last look at the dark night and without another word, he turned his head and walked away, back to his precious little castle...He hoped his mistress didn't have any jobs for him to do tonight...for once, he actually wanted to relax...Yesterday was very exhausting...and pushing himself beyond his limit was not helping, either...
As he was walking home, he frowned and stopped. Something was wrong with the air tonight...Was his Mistress angry at someone again? Or was it something else? He shook his head, well...no point in worrying about something like that, now...If he didn't hurry up and got back home in time to do whatever his Mistress wanted, he would surely be punished. The teen suppressed a shudder. He hated those punishments...His fingers automatically moved to play with his necklace, the name Edmund Zachary was embedded deep in it, reminding him what he really was...a prince...but right now, Edmund didn't believe himself to be a prince...not in the slightest....at nights, he would just be Edmund Zachary the slave and nothing else. Sighing deeply, the teen shook his head and began to walk again, his pace increased slightly...God forbid if his Mistress was angry with him for his lateness...
Her eyes flickered shut, and the animal tried to regain enough strength to at least cleanse the wounds. This was achieved as she mustered up enough strength to at least bend her head over and run her rough tongue along the cuts and gashes. She winced with every connection, but for the most part she tried to ignore her own pain. Her eyes suddenly widened, and her ears were alert as she heard a crashing through the bushes. Her ears were pinned forward, and she could just make out a shape of what she hoped was not a bear, before she blacked out into nothingness. Her form was laying there in the litter of leaves and pine needles, completely motionless aside from the faint signs of breathing in which her chest ascended slightly and descended shakily.
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