Blitz (Sheba)

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Blitz:
Grey clouds gathered in the sky and blotted out every ray of the remaining sunshine. The male had decided to seek out a power of his own, and he was confident in what he wanted. At this point, there was no turning back and no changing his mind. He believed he could do anything that he set his mind to, no matter the circumstances involved. This journey to the steep slate grey mountain was not an easy task, but he didn't ask for easy. He only sought out a power that he desired to be his and help any trustworthy friends if he ever came across one. So far, he had only met a cautious female which he still had not caught the name of. He could hardly call that a friendship, let alone an acquaintance. Small snowfall had begun to dissolve the clarity and reliability of his vision. But he had a nose too, not to mention instincts to rely on if need be. The adventurous male trudged through the light wall of falling snow and thought of the mountain climb that was still ahead. The thought of dangerous cliffs slightly excited him and gave him energy he never knew he had lost.

With the thought of danger in mind, he let his mind wander like it had many times to the fantasies of adventure and triumph that awaited him. This had always made him quite delighted. Always. Even in his darkest day he would always find a simple smile or a laugh out of his imagination. As his beaming grin sat upon his maw, another sight that had excited him just moments before loomed above him. Cliffs, many cliffs. The large shadow of the mountain cast down upon him and the immense Power of the valley seemed to radiate off of it. This must be the place! He was filled with endless hope. There is no other place in the valley where the Power is so strong. This reassured him that he had really found the place he wanted to be. He nimbly jumped from ledge to ledge without a moments hesitation. Hope blossomed within him and joy found its way into each any every step, hop and leap. He had finally found a place that made him want to stick around. That was the first time he had ever thought of settling down, staying in the one place for longer than just the night.

Blitz continued to ascend but slowed slightly. He had found a place he actually wanted to stay in?! A home where he would adventure no further? No. He shook his head in disbelief. Yes, it had the danger he loved and lived for. But the pull of adventure would most certainly overwhelm him. He continued to climb, when he began to slip. His eyes widened and instinctively threw out a paw. Underneath him was certain death. But today was not the day he would die. He dug his claws in the mountainside and hauled the rest of his sleek build up onto a steady ledge. His breaths came out ragged but all he did was grin. This was what he lived for after all, danger is what he craved. The rush of adrenaline, the slice of sudden fear. It was always worth it. He made his was upward without any troubles this time and made it to the final stop, the mouth a cave. Blitz squinted against the darkness trying to fish out any information he could but it was useless. The cave was far too dark for that, in fact it was as dark as a moonless night.

With a swift search of the normal-seeming surrounds he called out to the goddess. "Great Sheba, goddess of the mountains," His tail was held high and the male tried his best to show his respect. "My name is Blitz, I have come before you in search of a power."

[Meds]

Sheba;

"Greetings, Blitz." Sheba had been lounging just inside the darkness of her den, but when she spoke the darkness melted away and revealed her to the male. She could sense in him a wild spirit, and over the earie quiet of winter, she could hear his heart beating rapidly. She stood, white fur seeming both long and short at the same time. The light washed over her, playing tricks on the eyes. Winter showed just how pure the White Wolves were, for even the untouched snow on the ground looked ruddy beside her.

"You seem surprised to find yourself here..." Her deep voice echoed and pulsed through him. She was, of course, referencing the thoughts he was having about finding a place he finally wanted to stay. "You have a wanderig soul, perhaps?" She stated it like a question, but she knew the answer—perhaps better than he himself did. Not every wolf was aware of their soul, but Sheba could see it in front of her as plain as day.

"I warn you..." She spoke playfully, yet there was a warning beneath the warmth. "I did just turn another wolf pink who displeased me."
A minimal punishment in and of itself, but the wolf in question had not taken it well. She smiled, and waited to hear what Blitz would choose to say.

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Blitz:
The young male stood before the goddess and forced his eyes to focus on the White Wolf through the dark recesses of her mountain home. She almost seemed to glow with great power, her coat shining brighter than any star he would ever find. As Blitz met her kaleidoscopic orbs with his own singular coloured ones, Sheba greeted him. The ends of his lips were curved upwards only slightly as the scene of his near death replayed in the back of his mind. Oh, how much fun was that? I just can't wait for more enjoyable events like that to happen. His joyous demeanour bright and plainly obvious to anyone who looked upon him. His joyous demeanour was slightly dulled by her next statement. "You seem surprised to find yourself here..." The sound seemed to echo off every wall, every angle and in every way. A voice deeper than any that he had ever heard in his current lifetime. He almost smacked himself at his idiotic thought. This wolf is a Goddess, a White Wolf! Why wouldn't they sound so different to anything he had heard, they were immortal and had lived longer than any mortal wolf in the valley. Or at least, that was what he had been told.

"I guess you could say that. It isn't everyday that a mortal wolf like myself finds such a wonderful place." Each word of his reply was strong and meaningful, the sound of it easily made its way to the White Wolf. He squinted against the remaining eerie curtain of black that hid the cave's insides. The result? Just the same as before when he had attempted to do so. The male's emerald orbs were warm, but behind the layer of welcoming hid the wariness that he held with him at times of slight suspicion and uncertainty. His gaze locked firmly once again with the goddesses. "You have a wandering soul, perhaps?" Blitz did not completely understand or comprehend the question, aware that it was really a statement instead. "Perhaps." The male replied simply, unsure of how to reply to Sheba otherwise.

The immortal wolf interested him quite a bit, quite a lot, actually. She had the air of playfulness, wisdom and responsibility all in one. Quite the interesting combo to say the least. "I warn you..." The she-wolf began, her voice mixed with many emotions and tones. "I did just turn another wolf pink who displeased me." His grin widened as he almost choked trying to stop himself bursting out in a laughing fit. Turned a wolf pink? Boy, would I love to see that. Merry air radiated around him, impossible to ignore or bat away. He stood at the mouth of the cave with newly found stregth in his paws and joy in his heart. "As much as I would of loved to see that. It is not quite the reason I came here for." The male admitted, not able to keep the thought of it to himself. "I am sure you are quite aware why I came here. Because isn't what most wolves journey here for?"

[Meds]

Sheba;

He was impressed by her. Curious, cautious, wary... all the right sort of emotions to have when in her presence. Sheba was pleased. She stood, and as she made her way down towards him, the darkness re-enveloped the mouth of the cave, as if the very lack of her body was enough to chase off the light.
"It isn't every day a mortal wolf like myself finds such a wonderful place."
Sheba smiled lightly, her eyes flipping at once to mirror his emerald ones, giving a friendly wink. When she re opened her eyes they were back to the colour they once were. What exact colour this was was hard to say, because it both was and wasn't. Her eyes were of no particular colour at all, yet every colour.
"You're right about that," She said, with a tone of awe herself in regards to the clearing on the mountain. She turned quietly and looked out towards the frozen lake. A subtle cracking sounded, and suddenly a fountain sprung forth from below the ice, rippling and splashing merrily back down to the base where it froze once more. Sheba's face reflected innocent surprise. "Fancy that..."

She smiled openly when Blitz swallowed his laughter and almost succeeded. Sheba throw her head back and laughed to put him at ease, and also because she felt like laughing. She was not one to hold back because of sociatal expectations. Her laughter was both wondeful and terrible. It sounded like trickling water on a hot summer day, and also like thunder in the distant sky.
"It was a rather nice shade of pink. Polka dots included!" Her tail lashed behind her and her eyes flashed black before she blinked and smiled once more.

"Of course I know why you are here." She let the smile fade from joyful to kind, and took a step or two towards him. Where her paws fell, the ice melted and cracked, revealing dry rock below. She sat, and tilted her ancient head to one side. Blitz had so far done everything right... She could not find offense with him. "I know much and more about you—more even than you yourself."

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Blitz:
The Neutral sister was surrounded by a small area of light, making her bright and leaving the rest of the cave in pure darkness. As she approached, coming closer to where he stood, Blitz began to notice her true height. From afar, he felt as if they were similar. But now, the male could tell that the goddess was a good head taller. This did not intimidate him, it only made her presence more clear than before. A small ray of her glow was cast upon his face and his shadow danced and flickered on the ground. Blitz continued to sweep his tail lightly, still getting over the hilarious prospect of a pink wolf. The White Wolf stood over him and gave a quick wink and showed her playful side. It then struck him that her eyes were now green, completely changed from her kaleidoscopic orbs. Not just any green, actually. Emerald. They were so much like his own it was as if she had plucked them from his own head and stuck them there. It was almost scary, but mostly just fascinating. She opened her eyes again to reveal her familiar ones. They were undoubtedly every shade, every colour and every possible combination in existence.

Sheba agreed that was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing to find the mountains. Her tone was filled with wonderment, as if even she was yet to get over the greatness of the mountains. And her also found it quite hard to get over himself. The view was breathtaking, ever falling snow blanketed the mountainside, ice sculptures in odd forms and statues. It was all perfect. The goddesses ancient head turned and the male followed her gaze. Her eyes seemed they were focused on a frozen pond, from what he could see, it was nothing out of the ordinary. His ears twitched as the ice had began to crack slowly. It continued to do so, until it burst into a full-blown fountain and spluttered out frigid, once frozen water. As it plummeted back to earth by the pull of gravity, the water froze once again. "Fancy that." Blitz heard her say, which made him swivel his head back to face the goddess. The she-wolf's face was a mask of innocence, but he was about ninety nine percent sure that it was really her who had cause the water to erupt.

A laugh erupted from her, strong and fearsome, yet it calmed him more than he even knew. Sheba was definitely far from shy, but otherwise she was almost undefinable. With her head thrown back, she seemed hardly different. No matter which angle he looked at her from, he would find nothing out of place. Although others may thought it impossible to be perfect, the she-wolf really did seem perfect in her own crazy good way. "It was a rather nice shade of pink. Polka dots included!" This time, he didn't hold back. Blitz unleashed his finest laughter, uncaring for her reaction. It was almost crazy, but genuine, the sound of it was uncontrolled and he let it be until it died down to the last chuckle. It felt... He couldn't even describe it! All the male could say was that it was great to laugh.

The subject turned from hilarious to the slightest seriousness. "Of course I know why you are here." Her smile changed to fit the new conversation and the goddess moved forward, closer than ever before. More ice cracked underfoot and left a plain rock to stand in the ice's place. The she-wolf's head then tilted, but still she gazed upon him. "I know much and more about you—more even than you yourself." The voice held wisdom of endless time, it was mysterious and bizzare, only the White Wolves would ever hold it. "I am sure you do." The male dipped his head in acknowledgment, not a hint of sarcasm crept into his voice. "About that power... His voice drifted into the wind but he raised his voice just slightly so he could be heard over it. "I was looking for Rain."

[Meds]

Sheba;

"And so you have found it, rejoice!" Sheba grinned wickedly and turned her head upward. Grey clouds had suddenly formed where there had only been cold air before. The clouds were low enough that if the two wolves had jumped, they would have come in contact with them. So low, in fact, that the precipitation falling from them did not freeze into snow; rather, it remained as rain and fell until it hit the cold ground below and froze into a deadly sheet of ice. "I must admit, a rather reckless thing to look for with the weather as it is. Be careful not to slip, now." The rain continued to fall, and somehow Sheba stayed perfectly dry—though the same could not be said for Blitz. She turned her face upward and smiled with parted jaws, catching a few drops on her tongue.

After a few more minutes of this, she sighed. The clouds disapperated as quickly as they had come, and the sun shone once more. The ground was like a frozen lake now, and Blitz was all but stuck where he was unless he wanted to slip back down the mountain. Sheba stepped closer to him with a few hops, completely unconcerned and unbothered with the ice under her. Somehow, she did not slip. She leaned forward until her nose brushed the inner fur of his ear.
"Do you trust me?" The question was sudden. Almost sensual, yet all together unfamiliar. She smiled and danced backwards a few paces, tail flicking behind her. Her company would have to think of an answer, and quickly, for a cold Northernly wind was picking up. If he remained as he was with wet fur much longer, he could get quite sick.

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Blitz:
"And you have found it, rejoice!" Sheba laughed a mischievous laugh, as if something wasn't going to go in his favour. The goddess raised her head and looked into the sky, what was once a blank sky, was now grey with gathered clouds. His mouth formed a thin line. What is this wolf up to now? The male could already tell something was up and that this something was not exactly what he had planned. They seeemed as if they were too close to the earth, it was obviously caused by unnatural means (A.K.A, Sheba). The water rained down on top of him and around him, once hit the ground, it was turned to deadly ice. Sheba, miraculously, was not wet one bit, her pure coat water free. The male, however, was completely different story. Blitz was drenched to the bone, not that he minded because he did like water after all. The water continued to rain down on him and the surroundings, everywhere was now a hazardous zone. As he looked through the rain, he saw the goddess as she took a few drops onto her tongue. So she enjoys the weather too. Surprise, suprsrise. His thoughts dripped with sarcasm, not word left out. "I must admit, a rather reckless thing to look for with the weather as it is. Be careful not to slip, now." He chuckled so quietly, it was almost silent. "I know I won't." Blitz's voice was confident, but was still touched with a tone of playfulness.

Nearby, the young male heard her sigh. The dark clouds parted and made way for sunshine, unlike usual, he actually rathered it slightly over rain at the moment. As he attempted to take a step forward, he felt his paw was stuck. He cursed under his breath and glanced down at his front paws. Both were covered in a cocoon of ice. With a shake of his head he looked up again to find Sheba carelessly bounding toward him. She didn't slip, nor did she slide, the goddess only simply hopped along the ice as if it were just another patch of stable ground. The she-wolf was close now, her maw brushed against his inner ear fur. "Do you trust me?" The simple question of trust almost made him shiver in uncertainty. Can I really trust Sheba? The thought lingered in his mind. Could he? The White Wolf back-pedalled while she danced, but only a few paces and her tail flicked behind her. He now realised it was do-or-die. Or at least close to that.

What do I do now... Blitz searched nearby him for something he could use to free himself. There. The young male sited a sharp rock that had not been frozen by the ice. He reached out as far as he could and... No use. There was no way he was going to reach it. No. Blitz shook his head and tried once more. Reach it.. Reach it. Come on so close! Then, victory struck. He managed to pick up the stone and began to chip away the ice that bound his paws. He smiled a small smile. With a fair amount of effort the young male threw a paw out and raked the ice with his claws until he had made a steady place to hold. He continued to rake at the ice before he finally got to Sheba.

"Told you I wouldn't slip."

[Meds]

Sheba;

Sheba's eyes, bright and dark at the same time, narrowed. Blitz had made his first mistake. And things had been going so well. The goddess had not asked whether or not he thought she would let him slip... she had asked if he trusted her. She saw the debate in his mind about whether or not he truly could, and while that was a correct process to think through, assuming her reasoning for asking in the first place was not. Had he answered yes, he would have gotten Rain from her then and there and they would have been done with it. But he did not say yes. He did not even acknowledge her question—he had silently assumed he knew the inner workings of her mind. This wasn't a good impression to make.
The male raked his claws across the ice until he was but feet from her, but her eyes remained narrowed.
"Told you I wouldn't slip."
Sheba blinked in something bordering shock. In a fraction of a second, the ice on the ground had vanished, leaving only the thin layer of frost that had been their originally. Blitz had been so polite before, so proper, but he was now nearing the realm of trying to appear clever. She was not yet ready to throw him from the cliff entirely, but nor was she as warm as she had been. He couldn't be to blame really, for all mortals were doomed to offend sometimes, but that didn't mean she liked being ignored.

"I ask you once more. Do you trust me?" Asking anything twice showed how good of an impression he had made before. White Wolves were not in the habit of doing things twice, or giving second chances.

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Blitz:
The whole reason he had clambered and almost slipped along the ice was to get closer to Sheba so she could hear his reply and of course, so he didn't freeze to death. But now he had made a mistake, the goddesses narrowed eyes told all. His expression was neutral, not happy or joyful, nor was it furious and upset. It was just simply unreadable. The kind warmth and her playful air had started to evaporate, leaving behind a slightly annoyed White Wolf. This was definately not leaning in his favour now. Still, despite being slightly discouraged, he tried to look past it and locked with her eyes once again. They were still narrowed, which was starting not to like, with good reason. When he had mentioned that he wouldn't slip, something close to shock showed. He wasn't quite sure how to react to it, so he stayed silent until he was encouraged to do otherwise. With his own blink of surprise, the sheet of ice disappeared and left the ground dotted with frost. If it weren't for the circumstances, the male would most likely be enjoying it. But right now, he couldn't even give a small smile to its odd beauty.

"I ask you once more. Do you trust me?" The question came again, obviously a very important one if it had to be repeated. This is when realised that when he ignored it earlier, it was a massive mistake. "I..." For the first time in his life, he was unsure. It was an odd feeling to have, not being in control of his voice. He dipped his head. "Yes. Yes I do."

[Meds]

Sheba;

Despite her slight irritation, it was amusing to watch him flounder. Such power she had. Well, of course she had power. But there was a deeper power within her that came from those around her. She had her own power, yes, able to create oceans and level mountains, but there was another kind. This power came from those she interacted with. All she had done was narrow her eyes, and Blitz was left mute. He gave her that power. The respect, fear, and knowledge of the White Wolves went ahead of them, giving them even more power than they already had.
Sheba cleared her throat as Blitz stayed quiet, but then he replied. So he did trust her. Good. She also appreciated that when faced with a potentialy angry deity, he hadn't bumbled about and blubbered apologies. He simply remained true to her inital assesment of him. This, again, was good for him.

She narrowed her eyes once more, but this time the expression was not cold or annoyed, but mischevious. Such was the fun of being the Neutral goddess. Did she feel Good? Evil? Somewhere in between? She had no rules to follow. Some would argue that because of this she was almost more dangerous than Geist—almost. She was unpredictable, whereas Geist was usually quite readable in her Evil ways. Sheba took a few steps away from Blitz, towards the iced-over pond.

"Good." She said. She continued making her way slowly towards the edge of the water, and looked over her shoulder once, coyly, enticing him to follow her. Once at the water's edge, she sat and gazed at the layer of ice. With a flick of her tail, the Northernly wind that was blowing began truly picking up. It was bitingly cold (though not for Sheba), and it simply howled through the clearing. There was no escape from it. "If you truly trust me..." Her voice was a whisper, yet somehow loud over the wind. "Jump in the water."
At her words the ice split apart with a bellowing crack. The shards drifted away from each other, leaving a space just large enough to fit a wolf. Now the real test began. Would he trust her? Would he pass her test and gain that which he desired? Or would he shy away from the supposed death-sentence?
The water in the pound was black with cold and unknown depth, and the wind continued ripping across their bodies. Sheba glanced at Blitz once, and lifted one eyebrow. What would he choose?

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Blitz:
It had been settled, he trusted her. But what next? What did she have in store for him? And why did he care? I will cross that bridge later, for now, I'll just figure it out as I go along. Like I always do! His emerald eyes were bright again, and his merry air had started to materialize once more. It was good to have his spirit back and be confident again. It was just the way he loved to feel, the way he loved to be. It was his real nature. His glowing eyes met her kaleidoscopic ones, once again with his joyful spirit hiding within them. She was still irritated, but the goddess seemed to find his struggle amusing. The best show she could find up in mountains for the moment. He was glad, he was glad that he had been able to make her feel greater after being ignored. To be fair, yes, he wanted to prove his worth, but it would of been a smarter idea to at least acknowledge it. But of course, some of the best ideas came far too late, far beyond the already completed past.

As he focused on her eyes further, he expression had changed. It was no longer as irritated as it had once been, replaced with an impish expression. It seemed that Sheba was unpredictable and could change her mood in a matter of seconds, no matter the wolf. Blitzed admired it, looked up to it, even. His favourite thing was her mischievous and playful side, the side where anything could happen, where she had many wrapped around her claws. It was an art she had easily mastered over her lengthy lifetime. The male looked at her now with a slightly different perspective than what he had originally came with. One that took her for what she truly was. The she-wolf stepped away now, her paws neared the frozen pond from earlier. "Good." The goddess was finally satisfied with his choice. She slowly slipped back and glanced over her shoulder once in an alluring fashion. The young male stepped toward her and the iced pond, with a half stumble, half slip. He luckily, didn't lose his balance which would have been quite a humiliating moment for him. She sat now, her gaze was fixed on the sheet of ice. The goddess' tail flicked and the winds picked up dramatically. It was frigid and un-inviting, he forced down a shiver. It was so harsh to that point that it could be deafening but he continued to stand proud as it flicked his fur wildly.

If you truly trust me..." Sheba's voice was a quiet murmur, but still it could be heard over the howling breeze. "Jump in the water." His eyes widened slightly but he contained himself from saying anything about how crazy she was. The pond split in two with a forceful crack. Her words alone held the power to do just that, he couldn't even begin to imagine what the goddess could do with a little effort. The two blocks of ice drifted further from each other after every second that passed between the two. Now, it was easily large enough to fit a lean wolf such as himself. Its eerie darkness clung to every corner of the black water, the cold feeling sent shivers running down his spine. It was either a leap into the unknown, or a wasted time of near death. He looked up from the water at glanced at Sheba, an eyebrow lifted. What would he choose? He took a large step toward the hole of swirling darkness and took in a deep breath. Do or die, wasn't that what they always said? Yep, it was either he made it, or he died trying. With a small leap, he jumped muzzle first into the pool and held his breath...

[Meds]

Sheba;

He took the leap, nose-first into the swirling, black, endless unknown. Sheba grinned and did not move, not even a muscle. Her eyes shifted to black, mimicking the tumolt under the ice. She could see Blitz before her as if she were under the water, too. But still, she did not move; however, though she was motionless, that did not mean she was doing nothing. On the contrary, she was doing everything.

The water tore against the male's fur. Spinning him on and on, flipping him, crushing him. A pounding sound echoed under the ice,
again, and again, and again. The force of the water pressed in on him, mounting to a fantastic pressure. Under the ice were flashes of colour, electric pink, yellow, green, blue, but most of all, endless and always, the darkness. The intensity rose, on and on until it would have broken the mind of a weaker wolf. Into his mouth, down the throat, and into his lungs went the water, pulsing and rushing and destroying, and then...

Stillness.



Silence.

The body under the ice, so out of its own control, now floated gently through the water. Breathing was no longer an issue, as somehow oxygen found its way in and out of Blitz's lungs. In pieces, the cold was chipped away to be replaced by a warm, comforting, welcome senesation. The rushing and pounding had stopped, and now it was a peacful silence that encircled him. Up above, the wind still raged, but below the ice all was well. It would be as if he were in space... shapeless, weightless, and all together calm...

When Blitz opens his eyes, he will find that he is back on the shore of the pond—dry, warm, and facing Sheba as her eyes return to normal once more and the wind dies down.

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Blitz:
It was utter darkness, the occasional flash of colour appeared over his vision. His fur felt as if it was being torn to shreds and being spun in every which way. The male twisted, turned and flipped in an endless cycle with no particular sequence at all. Blitz felt his teeth clench together and endured the crazy wildness that battered his body. A timeless echo pounded in his ears. He still flipped as pressure tormented him, it getting harsher and harsher, harder to endure. The sound still bounced off the iced walls and the flash of colour that reminded him of Sheba, the colours followed by the eerie darkness that had consumed him. Extraordinary pain shot through him, but he could hardly feel it, he continued to push past the fierce pressure, the sound of a looped echo, the colour and the eerie darkness that followed. Then his throat felt like it was in flames, it traveled down through his threat until he no more knew where it lay. But now it was....

Gone.

He could faintly feel the murky waters lapping at his body, the sound of the echo was lost, the colour was gone, the burning long past. It was all...

Still.

A warm tingle made its way through his body, though, now he could hardly feel it. It was a welcome feeling, so far from the ghostly, swirling waters that had first greeted him. He lay motionless, unable to control a muscle, not even being able to think. Now the pounding sound had vanished, a silence circled him. He was at peace, not a sound filled his ears and he would of been glad if he could, he would of even grinned if he could. But for the moment, he couldn't. It was just the way it had to be. He felt as if he had been lifted and was now floating, midair, no way he could think or feel otherwise. His body turned to as close as he could get to jelly, unable to even feel the water lapping at him. There was a brief time of nothingness, just weightless floating.

The male awoke with a gasp, his smile replaced with an open mouth that took the oxygen into his lungs. His eyes adjusted to the new setting, a slate, grey ground and... Sheba?! He shot up into a sitting position and looked back up at the goddess. Her familiar kaleidoscopic orbs sat in their sockets, like he was used to seeing. Blitz was aware he was near a pond, his coat dry, his body warm. He looked into her eyes, the wind in that had once swept over the mountain shad died down to a pleasant breeze. As he tilted his head at her, he wanted to hear what she had to say.

[Meds]

Sheba;

"Well done, Blitz," Sheba mused. "It is not everyday I find a mortal so willing and so trusting." Perhaps if he had been a different wolf she would have thought him a little bit reckless—but who wasn't reckless every once in a while? She certainly was. Besides, he had done as she asked of him. That, in itself, was enough to put him in her good books.

She turned, and began leading the way back to the mouth of her cave. Whatever power she was exercising over the weather seemed to have ceased, because the wind picked up again slightly and a light snow began to fall, but it was uneven and random—not the careful work of a perfect being. Her ears flicked, ensuring that he was following.
Once she stood again on the stoop of her home, she turned to face him. Squaring her shoulders and puffing out her chest, Sheba smiled.

"That wasn't just normal water finding its way into your lungs inside my pond," Her voice was calm, powerful, and merry. "You will find that you now possess the gift of Rain." Her eyes flashed and her tail swept the air behind her, stirring snowflakes into a dizzying pattern. "Should you ever need anything else... I will be waiting."

-Exit Sheba-

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OOC: Sorry for late reply, it deleted on me four different occasions, I nearly threw my iPad across the room.

Blitz:
Sheba congratulated him on his efforts, the goddess' tone was touched with thoughtfulness. The she-wolf sat just in front of the shorter male, her shadow loomed over him and played trcicks on his eyes as he looked into her pair. They were the usual, colourful, yet, undefined, unlike his own plain but bright green ones. Sheba's coat was pure, whiter than even the snow that circled them in the sky and the snow that had fallen on the mountainside. It was almost hard to believe, but then again, he was seeing it with his own eyes, listening to her with his own ears. Wasn't that proof enough? "It is not everyday I find a mortal so willing and so trusting." Blitz chuckled a little at that. "Why thank you." Her took it as a compliment, not really taking a second to think about the other side.

The goddess turned to face her cave home, her back turned to him. With almost a jump of suprise, the weather changed slightly, the wind became uncontrolled, the falling snow became uneven in pattern. It seemed that the world was a little more normal without the she-wolf playing with it. Sheba's eras flicked just slightly to check if he was following. The male took a few steps forward, leaving enough personal space for the goddess. She then turned again, this time she was facing him. Sheba squared her shoulders, puffed at her chest and brought out a bright smile. "That wasn't just normal water finding its way into your lungs inside my pond," The smiling she-wolf's voice was a combination of tones, so many, in fact, that he could not pick out what they were. "You will find that you now posses the gift of Rain." Her tail swept behind her, the snowflakes scattered in every direction as their pattern was interrupted by the wolf. Blitz traded her smile with one of his own. This is what you came for. And you got it! The male was pleased with himself, but he still managed to climb out of his trench of joyful thoughts to hear her last words. "Should you ever need anything else... I will be waiting." He nodded and said goodbye almsot the same way that he had said hi. "Goodbye Sheba, goddess of the mountains."

-Exit Blitz-