Skye Prower

172 hides from that!

Skye fell over laughing at Spark and Lucy's antics. "Yeah, it's me silly. Who else would it be," said the at. Ziona looked up at Dylan, then thumped him on the arm. "That's for tripping me up," she said spitefully, then she stared at her hand. Then Dylan. "I'm different... You're... bigger... Did it... Am I..." Harmony and Anna had reached the pool to see what was going on. "So... who was..." asked Anna. "That IS Ziona," said Miles. "I think we should put a wall around this Darn pool."

Skye giggled slightly at the sight of Dylan's tongue still on the bookcase. "You can pull it iwn now," said Skye. Then her turned to the pool and began to look worried. There was some movement in the pool, but Ziona wasn't calling out. Putting the papers down safely on a shelf, Skye ran to the edge of the pool and stuck his arm in. A turquoise colored arm reached out and grabbed his, and Skye pulled, bringing a bat, about the same age as him and Dylan, with long black hair and wearing a flowery headband and similarly decorated overalls, to the edge of the pool. The bat clambered onto solid ground, coughing and spluttering. "Zwiona?" Skye asked. (ooc: And that's us got three of the four Eastern Kingdom races! Okay, Skye is an eastern/western lynx hybrid, and Ziona is now a Western bat not Eastern, but still..."

Skye saw the tongue and, with a grin, jumped acrobatically up and around the corner. Ziona wasn't expecting his sudden athletic display. She tried to grab him, her fingers brushing against his foot. Then she hit Dylan's tongue and, off balance, went hurtling into the pool. Miles, still working at the side, was covered by the splash. "Thank everything the water only changes you IN the pool," he muttered to himself. Anna had found a hairbrush, somehow, in the library, and was brushing Harmony's hair while telling he want the Prime Zone was like, as far as she'd seen. Both girls spun round when they heard the splash. "Don't tell me someone else has fallen in!" exclaimed Harmony. (ooc: And this will probably be the last time I use the enchanted pool for a while.)

Ziona was almost in reach of Skye, but he wasn't worried as he could see the pool. "I've got you know," warned Ziona as she reached to grab him

"I've got the papwers! I've got the papwers!" chanted Skye as he ran, making sure Ziona was following him. Skye wasn't sure, but he though he might be running slightly faster than he usually could. He started weaving a route to the pool to give Dylan time to get in place. "Of all the kiddy things do do it had to be this" muttered Ziona. She was starting to close the gap on Skye.

170 watches as 163 takes the towel with a 'thanks'

"Everything seems to be okay. You two can go now," said Ziona looking over. "What is it Skye?" she asked, seeing the lynx looking at her. Then suddenly Skye snatched the papers from her hand and yelled "Run Dwylan!" heading off a t full speed himself. Ziona stood there shocked for a second before sprinting after them. "Don't make me stun you two!" she warned.

167 laughs as 163 leaps awake

"If... if you're s-sure. I'll... take c-care of them... Good luck!"

"Thwanks Dwylan! I'm sure you can do swome more cwool stuff too!" said Skye. He looked at Ziona. "Shall I gwrab the papewrs?"

"Are... are you sure?" asked Skye. "We could h-help."

165 can't wake 163

"Yeah! Pwromwise!" Skye Skye, nodding his head frantically, making his ears move comically.

163 goes to sleep

"No it's not. It's cwool! As she won't expect it. She doesn't know abwout it!" said Skye. "It's the bestist twrip we have!"

"I..guess we're here to help," said Skye.

161 shrugs

"Hey. I gotta iwdea. Your twongue. You could use it to twrip her!" said Skye, almost letting his voice rise above a whisper with his excitement.

159 tries to remember where that quote's from.

Skye smiled at the idea of another playmate. "She lwikes those pwieces of paper. She'd chwace those awound," whispered Skye. "That gwets her to the pool."

"That is a good question," said Skye

157 mutters about corruption!

"Lwike us? You mean... Lwlike she was in the dweams? A young kwid?" Skye whispered, glancing in Ziona's direction. "I thwink she'd lwike that."

"Your.... your purpose?" asked Skye confused.