Post by Lark on Jul 8, 2008 10:38:52 GMT -5
Feet shuffled along the sand. The gritty particles collected on them so as the person walked he seemingly appeared to be wearing a pair of low rise gray socks if seen from a distance. However, when the next wave crashed majestically just off shore then trickled up to the young man's toes...it washed away the bits of sand leaving them renewed once more.
Elias had walked this same line of beach every day since the day he learned to walk. He wasn't sure what drew him here. Was it the pastel blue sky? Was it the aqua tinged tide? Perhaps, the light house looming a distance above him on the cliff side was what made this stroll so enlightening.
Nevertheless, he never missed a day. Rain or shine he was here. And due to the lack of illnesses that many people came upon in the colder months, he was still here traipsing the shoreline in the dead of winter. In all truth, Elias Sumner had never experienced sickness. He was most likely the healthiest person on the island.
Though his hearing was quite good, he never heard the faint padding of paws behind him. He couldn't however, not notice the fangs that suddenly sank into his calf. He jumped forward with a dog-like yelp. His cry of pain was followed by a very familiar laugh.
"Eudora! That hurt! Stop with the foolishness!" Elias stammered.
A white cat with a couple black patches on her face and hind-end stood there in the water. Her mouth curled into a satisfied grin. She was quite odd for a cat. She was lanky and smooth with a clear lack of a tail other than a short bob where one should have been.
"Aye, we love to tease. It's not like you felt it very long anyway." Eudora said all-knowingly.
Elias rolled his eyes and didn't look down as the small bite wound healed over in several seconds. The only evidence left were the two drips of blood from both fangs. Perhaps he could not blow a punch or do much to stand up against others. Yet, wounds would heal instantly. He felt pain, but with Elias...pain was temporary.
The cat pranced around the man as he walked. Her step was full of bounce and a big grin was still stretched upon her maw. He tried to ignore it, but after a few minutes he had had enough. He kicked her with his left leg. Eudora saw the foot coming.
The foot struck and the cat flew at least a foot or two in the air. Then it tumbled into the water and completely vanished. Elias did not think much of this.
Suddenly, Eudora was on his other side still prancing along.
"When do I know it's actually you?" he grumbled.
There was no telling when the real Eudora was speaking with you or not. Her power of duplication enabled her to create self-images of herself spontaneously. There had been more than one occasion when he had stepped into her house to see about fifty white and black tailless cats roaming a single room. Even worse, the duplications were solid...not just an image. Yet, it only took grabbing, kicking, smacking, or stepping on one of the copies before it vanished into bits of glittering particles.
He had yet to hurt Eudora herself. She was pretty nifty at creating a double and popping up somewhere else. Some thought her gift was teleportation, but she technically if she appeared to come out of thin air...it was most likely a duplicate which could think, act, and be just like her in all ways.
"I like peace on my morning walks. Do you mind?"
The cat to his side shifted suddenly back into a human. (Proving the cat to his side was the real Eudora. Duplicates can't shift). She was a pale, spritey girl with short black hair and sparkling eyes.
"Fine, I'll stop." Eudora sighed heavily.
And she did, allowing him to walk ahead and she quieted up for some time and walked a few yards behind.
Elias had walked this same line of beach every day since the day he learned to walk. He wasn't sure what drew him here. Was it the pastel blue sky? Was it the aqua tinged tide? Perhaps, the light house looming a distance above him on the cliff side was what made this stroll so enlightening.
Nevertheless, he never missed a day. Rain or shine he was here. And due to the lack of illnesses that many people came upon in the colder months, he was still here traipsing the shoreline in the dead of winter. In all truth, Elias Sumner had never experienced sickness. He was most likely the healthiest person on the island.
Though his hearing was quite good, he never heard the faint padding of paws behind him. He couldn't however, not notice the fangs that suddenly sank into his calf. He jumped forward with a dog-like yelp. His cry of pain was followed by a very familiar laugh.
"Eudora! That hurt! Stop with the foolishness!" Elias stammered.
A white cat with a couple black patches on her face and hind-end stood there in the water. Her mouth curled into a satisfied grin. She was quite odd for a cat. She was lanky and smooth with a clear lack of a tail other than a short bob where one should have been.
"Aye, we love to tease. It's not like you felt it very long anyway." Eudora said all-knowingly.
Elias rolled his eyes and didn't look down as the small bite wound healed over in several seconds. The only evidence left were the two drips of blood from both fangs. Perhaps he could not blow a punch or do much to stand up against others. Yet, wounds would heal instantly. He felt pain, but with Elias...pain was temporary.
The cat pranced around the man as he walked. Her step was full of bounce and a big grin was still stretched upon her maw. He tried to ignore it, but after a few minutes he had had enough. He kicked her with his left leg. Eudora saw the foot coming.
The foot struck and the cat flew at least a foot or two in the air. Then it tumbled into the water and completely vanished. Elias did not think much of this.
Suddenly, Eudora was on his other side still prancing along.
"When do I know it's actually you?" he grumbled.
There was no telling when the real Eudora was speaking with you or not. Her power of duplication enabled her to create self-images of herself spontaneously. There had been more than one occasion when he had stepped into her house to see about fifty white and black tailless cats roaming a single room. Even worse, the duplications were solid...not just an image. Yet, it only took grabbing, kicking, smacking, or stepping on one of the copies before it vanished into bits of glittering particles.
He had yet to hurt Eudora herself. She was pretty nifty at creating a double and popping up somewhere else. Some thought her gift was teleportation, but she technically if she appeared to come out of thin air...it was most likely a duplicate which could think, act, and be just like her in all ways.
"I like peace on my morning walks. Do you mind?"
The cat to his side shifted suddenly back into a human. (Proving the cat to his side was the real Eudora. Duplicates can't shift). She was a pale, spritey girl with short black hair and sparkling eyes.
"Fine, I'll stop." Eudora sighed heavily.
And she did, allowing him to walk ahead and she quieted up for some time and walked a few yards behind.
