Redpath's Journals: The Lemurian Peace Ambassadors (27)

A shrill stretched out squawk awoke me before the sun had risen. I awoke half confused before looking up to see my kestrel friend calling me. I looked around the garden where nothing else moved. The bird of prey hop-flew to the wall and squawked at me once more.

“I understand, I am following.” I called to him. I stretched and leaped from my branch to the wall. “What is needed?” I asked the bird perched beside me. It cooed at me before taking flight headed for the harbor, spiraling back to release a call to me before returning on it’s original path. I pounced to the street below and started moving along the street noticing the messenger arriving at our door. I started rushing, then running, to reach the port before anyone else. How did I know they would be at the port? My feathered friend’s called me to there.

The kestrel flew in circles over an empty space in the harbor. The air started shimmering and spiraling before the front tip of the a ship appeared. The rest of the ship followed floating silently and slowly into the harbor. The kestrel returned to one of the trees by me standing where the land and shore met. It squawk one last time and pointed with its beak to the ship that had manifested in the harbor of Atlantis. I squared my shoulders and move to stand where the ship will be docking to wait as the dawn light washed over me. I heard the running feet before I saw Kestrel arriving.

I watched seeing him being followed by the four Captains and the four squad flowing like a ribbon behind their Captain. As Kestrel was within the range to see me clearly, I mouthed the words ‘too slow’ to him. He took the place beside me as my purring chuckle could reach his ears.

“You could have warned me that it was a race.” he returned with a chuckle. With a wave from him, the ship slipped easily into position. Atlantian dock hands tied the mooring ropes as the gangplank stretched out to touch the dock before us. I glance back to see my little kestrel took off winging toward his home, our garden. My eyes return to stare at this ship that I knew was the infamous Leviathan filled with secrets even Atlantis did not know about. I doubted that stolen Lemurian technology would be seen as acceptable in Atlantis but only if they found out about it.

A Lemurian woman in slightly fancier clothing then other mixed race sailors, making me think it was the captain, strode down the gangplank directly towards Kestrel. I held my spot as she stop before him and made a face to him. He laughed at her as my ears picked up a gentle scrapping sound luring my eyes back to the ship. I spotted the top of two heads up to a pair of eyes looking down at us.

“She actually did it!” the first head exclaimed.

“I cannot believe she would do that to the first person she met.” the second head replied. Kestrel had been standing closer to the edge of the plank from the Leviathan which spared me receiving this rude face.

“And you could never of guessed that it would be me, you fools!” Kestrel hollered up to them. I saw them focusing more closely on Kestrel as they slowly stood revealing the rest of their bodies. I saw the shock and smelled the hint of fear as they slowly crept down the gangplank to stand before Kestrel. “I should have warned you to never bet with these two, captain Lockey.” he added as he started laughing again.

“He’s laughing, brother?” one asked looking confused and shocked.

“When and where did he find a sense of humor?” the second replied just as surprised. Kestrel held up one hand and they silenced instantly.

“Double or nothing if you make that face to sweet Meli, once she reaches us.” he told the captain. The two nodded trying to encourage her to agree.

“No bet, but I will do it for fun in this case.” she countered with a smirk. She moved to one side with a passive face as Sert, Meli, and Cole finally reached us. Sert was greet with a simple handshake wordlessly, before she turned towards Meli. She waited until Meli was focused fully on her face when she made the rude face to her. Sert moved as Lockey started laughing and tipping over. He had her held on her feet while she continued laughing. Meli giggled under breath looking confused.

“She is as fun as we are and we never knew.” one reported.

“Without having lost a bet, she still has a good humor about acting silly.” the other returned. They both chuckled, giggled, and laughed as they pranced in a tight circle on the dock. They had not noticed Meli had approached them.

“What was that about?” she asked trying not to giggle. In her confusion, her mouth was open showing off her fangs. Both men jumped back from her as the smell of fear poured from them.

“Our fanged friend is not what you think.” Kestrel remarked chuckling at them. My purring chuckle drifted out with his as I stood by his side. They still looked fearfully at her as she smiles sweetly accentuating her sharpened canine teeth.

“I win the fear bet!” Lockey shrieked triumphantly. She moved towards the brothers with a grin and an outstretched hands. “Now pay up!” she ordered as they sighed. Each handed over a trio of random crystals to her. “Now, this is Meli, a trained healer of Atlantis in Kestrel’s service.” she introduced Meli to them.

“And I am an honorary Royal Guard in Lord Kestrel’s household.” I informed them. Their eyes went from me, to the lines of Guards behind us and to Sert and Cole that approached closer to Meli's sides. The two still flinched when their eyes fell on our healer. “Sertian, the Honour Guard known as Sert, Cole, the Council Attache, and myself, Kestrel of the Repath clan known as the House Cat.” I introduced the team before turning to stand with them. “We are Lord Kestrel’s personal retinue.” I added purring. I nod from Kestrel had me moving once more to stand beside him.

“Brother!” the first exclaimed wide-eyed.

“You have truly changed since last we met!” the second continued. They started examining Kestrel closer with wondrous amazement. I could not resist releasing a soft chuckling purr at the annoyed look on Kestrel’s face. He dismissed their actions with a wave and a cold look.

“You two should eventually consider growing up.” he told them. “You might learn that it is not such a bad nor a serious thing.” he added giving them a quick wink. My chuckle nearly turned into a laugh at this but I held it back mostly. They smiled back as both shook their heads violently to deny his advise.

“It would be of no use growing up.” one replied quickly.

“No fun in acting like an adult.” the other agreed just as fast.

“May I introduce Lord Corëe’ap’Ręæ and Lord Twin Feathers.” he informed all of us. Each bowed as their name was spoken. “Cor and Twin, for short.” he concluded casually.

“Well met!” we replied in unison. I could see the smile on both Sert’s and Cole’s face showed they were enjoying this more informal banter with dignitaries.

“Select a Guard group for your visit and we can then proceed to meet the King and Holy Queen with the rest of the nobles.” he informed them. The Captains moved aside to allow their troops reviewed for selection.

“Which ones did Sister Nightingale and Brother Chichi select?” Cor asked while glancing down the line of troops.

“Would be best to not select the same as them.” Twin explained tossing glances towards the Guards.

“Lady Nightingale selected the Ursus Guards, and, as Royal Chef, Chichi has no Guards of his own.” Kestrel answered. They looked surprise about Chichi lack of Guards. “Our sister is taking care of him.” he whispered to them. I did not chuckle remembering Sert suddenly losing his clothing from a single hit from Nightingale. They chortled back nodding as they moved to select their Guards.

“I will select the Wolves.” Cor called back before returning by us. Twin looked from the Feline and the Ferrets seeming unable to decide.

“Can I get a mixed group?” he asked pained. “I just feel it unjust to leave one group out.” he complained.

“If I said that the Felines are chosen Guards for the Egyptians.” Kestrel hazarded to him.

“Good!” Twin cheered. “It leaves the most cunning of all the Guards for me!” he exclaimed merrily. A nod towards Jäz gained a higher pitched chuckle back. He looked around before realized he had not selected verbally. “I select the Ferrets.” he announced smirking shyly.

“As you both wish it.” Kestrel replied with quick bow to each of them. “Young Lord Bryan has made arrangements that Princess Sara will be present for this greeting ceremony.” he revealed. The Royal Guards and their Captains growled under their breath while stiffening straighter. “I believe she will be much better behaved than when Captain Jäzærha returned.” he added with a shrug.

“That is good to hear since we have gifts for our little niece.” Cor returned merrily. I saw the Guards’ and Captains’ look downward while all other eyes came to rest on Cor. Meli started moving forward at them again. She had noticed their reaction to her chipped teeth. She used it against them as easily as carrying a spatula to put Sert in his place.

“Why do you call the Princess your niece?” she asked with a hard edged smile. They flinched away from her looking to Kestrel for salvation. Sert and Cole stayed back half in confusion and half in fear of Meli’s mood. I played my role looking confused at the brothers silently while at Kestrel side.

“They do not know?” Cor asked smirking. Mischievousness shined in his eyes.

“You have kept it a secret from your own people?” Twin remarked. The feigned shock of placing a hand over his mouth did not hide the mischievous gleam in his eyes. I saw that they took this slip of the tongue as a game with Kestrel. I could not be sure this was intentional but I had my doubt it was wholly an accident. Unknown words spilled out of Kestrel as the teams eyes turned on him.

“I am boarding my ship and ignoring what was just said.” Captain Locked retorted marching to her ship. I heard her screaming orders to her sailors and the water rippling as they moved away from the dock while my eyes were on Kestrel. I did not glare, like they others targeting him with, but looked hoping he was planning away out of this mess.

“Will you explain why they would refer to Princess Sara as their niece?” Meli inquired aggressively. “Or should we ask the Holy Queen Annianka why this would be said?” she concluded. She was never subtle in challenging anyone with something they seemed to fear. For Kestrel, it was keeping the Queen happy and in the dark of things that would disturb her.

“These two are like brothers to Annianka.” he answered calmly. “The three of them have played tricks on Loki himself while they grew up in Asgard together.” he explained easily. It even seem to wave this fact away as if it was nothing of importance. “They just know her as ‘Joy' and not as the Holy Queen Annianka.” he added. Confused glances passed between the Guards and their Captains but I felt this was wrong. My meeting with ‘Depression’ had me reviewing the names she gave her sisters that did include ‘Joy’ but it was ‘Hope’ that sat upon the throne of Atlantis. It could, indirectly, be seen as Kestrel being a sibling of the Queen since they called him brother as well.

“We are ready to meet the Royals and nobles of Atlantis.” he asked. A smile was tossed at his brothers. With a nod, we started moving forward. The four Guard Captains lead the way. With a loose ring of their mixed selected Guards around them, the peacemakers of Lemuria followed glancing at all the scenes around them. Kestrel and I with the rest of our companions walked at their back while the remaining unselected Guards followed out behind us. The procession moved at a good pace without rushing nor lingering.

I could see how stiffly the Guards moved smelling the aggression and fear in the Atlantians lining the street. Lemuria was seen as the enemy of Atlantis by many here, there, and in the outer world. I was in part truthful since we often had minor aggressive incidents between our ships but it was not an all out war between the two races. The tension was high but not beyond calming so far. Curiosity possibly had most of them standing with their children in the street sides watching us. I wondered if they realized that these Peace Ambassadors were not Lemurians like the man they view as the best and most honorable Atlantian was only a special human.

The walk had remained peaceful but, as we approached the open area surrounding the Royal Court, it could change shortly. A crowd waited chanting against the warmongers upon their island. They sat shoulder to shoulder turning our pathway into a sea to impede our forward movement. The two Peace Ambassadors step forward to meet them without a hint of fear coming from them. Their Guards had moved to bracket their back without getting aggressive to the people.

“We agree that warmongers have no place upon this island of peace and serenity.” Cor called out to them.

“Which is why we are here to bring some of this noble peaceful thinking to Lemuria to save them from the evils infesting the outer world.” Twin agreed. They took another step closer to them without breaching the thick rows of citizens. The aggression from this group was extremely high as we arrived but was slowly dissipating.

“We ask you,” he paused shaking his head. “No, we beg you to allow us to do this hard task?” Cor asked them.

“We beg you to allow us to pass so we may do our part like your noble Lord Kestrel in saving the world?” Twin pleaded with them. The use of Kestrel name had the aggression melting away. The looks were still glares but their aggression was disappearing from their scent. The Guards did not relax at this lessening aggression being on guard for any possibilities even a magical attack from on outside source.

“We ask for peace and promise to only show peace while upon this great island.” Cor promised them. With a quick nod to each other they turned towards the Guard Captain of their selected troops. They made a show by slowly and publicly disarming themselves before the crowd handing everything over to the Captain standing by them. The glares remained but the aggression was gone from the crowd. With another quick nod, the strode forward. They picked their way carefully between the bodies sitting on the wide marble pathway. They remained silent as they progressed slowly and cautiously through the crowd. Murmured comments passe around the crowd but none moved to impede the Peace Ambassador brothers. The Guards glared back at the crowd impatiently waiting impotent to prevent harm to those they were suppose to protect. Upon reaching the far side of the crowd, the brothers turned once more to face the crowd. They bowed deeply to them holding at the lowest point of their bow.

“We thank you!” they returned to the crowd in unison.

“You have shown to us the true nobility of Atlantis by allowing us to pass peacefully.” Twin concluded to them. They stood and started bowing to each section of the crowd that had allowed them peaceful passage. The applause started slowly like a whisper in the crowd but, as it grew, the members of the crowd rose to their feet. The crowd started slowly dispersing allowing us to start moving forward.

“They are why Lemuria has accepted the concept of peace.” Kestrel announced to the crowd. With Kestrel thanking one side of the crowd we passed through, I thanked the other. Our march was slow and showed gratitude to all that acted with honor. It was in the name of peace and Atlantis we thanked them for their honorable and pacifist actions. The mood had shifted to my animal senses knowing hope was now the feeling that emanated from them now. We took places on each side of the brothers turning to face the crowd.

“For Atlantis, I thank all of you for your noble behavior towards those that wish for peace everywhere upon the world.” Kestrel told them. Most had walked away but Kestrel’s voice carried to all of them. I couldn’t resist purring at this outcome where peace won against the hatred for Lemuria. We turned as one to march forward in sync to march into the Royal Court's central hall.

Kestrel's Journals: Cor and Twin Arrive (26)

It was nearly a year later before word arrived that the Leviathan sat waiting in the harbor of Atlantis with diplomats from Lemuria. I was running to the port to greet my two Brothers. At the halfway mark, the four Guard Captains, with a squad each at their heels, joined my rush. Meli, Sert, and Cole where far behind me now as I moved swiftly through the empty dawn streets. I was only mildly surprise to find young Kestrel already standing on the docks, waiting for us. He mouthed the words “too slow” to me as took my place beside him. I could not help chuckling as he purred.

“You could have warned me that it was a race.” I remarked to him. I waved to the Leviathan as the Captains and their troops took positions in neat rows behind me. The ship slid easily to softly touch the edge of the dock. The ropes tossed from the Leviathan crew were caught and quickly moored by the Atlantian dock hands. The gangplank magical extended to connect the ship to the dock. I noticed Redpath’s wide-eyed stare at this majestic vessel loaded with mostly stolen technology.

Captain Lockey stepped down the plank with an air between exasperated and insanity playing on her face. She stared at me for a moment before making a rude face at me. I could not hold back the laughter knowing this was one of Cor‘s and Twin’s little pranks or one of their bets. I patted her shoulder in condolences for having to perform this action. I looked up to see my Brothers peeking down at the scene half hidden by the ships rail.

“She actually did it!” Cor stated with a hint of surprise in his voice.

“I cannot believe she would do that to the first person she met.” Twin responded.

“And you could never of guessed that it would be me, you fools!” I shouted up to them. As they focused on my face, they slowly stood from behind their hiding spot. Their jaw dropped as I noticed them swallowing worriedly. They sheepishly moved slowly down the plank to stand mollified before me. “I should have warned you to never bet with these two, captain Lockey.” I added laughing.

“He’s laughing, Brother?” Cor asked perplexed.

“When and where did he find a sense of humor? Twin returned. I held up one hand to prevent any more comments from them.

“Double or nothing if you make that face to sweet Meli, once she reaches us.” I challenged Lockey. Both Brothers started nodding their head vigorously to encourage her.

“No bet, but I will do it for fun in this case.” the captain returned with a gleam of mischief in her eyes. She stood straight face as the rest of my team arrived. She greeted Sert silently before turning to face Meli. She released the rude face at my healer who looked shocked while holding back the giggle building in her throat. Sert was fast enough to prevent Lockey from collapsing to the wooden dock laughing uncontrollable by arresting her fall.

“She’s as fun as we are and we never knew.” Cor stated smirking.

“Without having lost a bet, she still has a good humor about acting silly.” Twin replied. They both started chuckling and gleefully dancing in place.

“What was that about?” Meli asked still keeping her giggle at bay before this mirthful reaction. Both Brother suddenly bounced back from Meli. Their face showed a mix of fear and confusion.

“Our fanged friend is not what you think.” I replied chuckling at them. They continued fearfully staring at Meli as she smiled sweetly at them accentuating her fanged eye-teeth.

“I win the fear bet!” Lockey screamed triumphantly. She moved towards the Brothers with a grin. “Now pay up!” she ordered as they sighed. Each of them handed over a trio of mixed crystals to her. “Now this is Meli, a trained healer of Atlantis in Kestrel’s service.” Lockey introduced her to them.

“And I am an honorary Royal Guard in Lord Kestrel’s household.” young Kestrel informed them. The Brothers looked at him then past him to the row of Royal Guards standing at attention behind their respective Captains. Their eyes still looked haunted when the glanced at Meli. Redpath quickly introduced the rest of my team to them while naming himself the ‘house cat’ as his actual position. He stood with Meli on one side, Sert on the other while Cole was beside the warrior. “We...” he stated smiling. “are Lord Kestrel’s personal retinue.” he announced purring. I found it a good sign on how he had step up to be the voice for my team.

“Brother!” Cor interjected staring once more at me.

“You have truly changed since last we met.” Twin concluded. They were examining me closer with a look of wonder on their faces. I waved their comments away with a withered look.

“You two should eventually consider growing up.” I replied. “You might learn that it not such a bad nor a serious thing.” I added winking at them. They smiled back as they violently shook their heads in negation.

“It would be no use growing up.” Cor returned.

“No fun in acting like an adult.” Twin supplied quickly.

“May I introduce Lord Corëe’ap’Ręæ and Lord Twin Feathers.” I introduced them to those present. Each bowed at their name. “Cor and Twin for short.” I added quickly.

“Well met!” the members present answered in unison.

“Select a Guard group for your visit and we will then proceed to meet the King and Holy Queen with the rest of the nobles.” I told them as the Captains stepped aside.

“Which ones did sister Nightingale and brother Chichi select?” Cor asked. He looked along the first members of each line of troops.

“Would be best to not select the same as them.” Twin explained matching his brother’s glancing pass over the troop lines.

“Lady Nightingale selected the Ursus Guards, and, as Royal Chef, Chichi has no Guards of his own.” I informed them easily. They looked surprised at Chichi not having guards to keep him out of trouble. “Our sister is taking care of him.” I whispered to them with a sneering smirk. They giggle-chuckled as they nodded before moving to look over the remaining three teams of Guards.

“I will select the Wolves.” Cor replied after a few moments. Twin looked torn between the Cats and the Ferrets.

“Can I get a mixed group?” he asked. “I just feel it unjust to leave one group out.” he explained with false shyness.

“If I said that the Felines are the chosen Guards for the Egyptians?” I returned. Since Sister Chaos was technically linked to the Egyptian deities, I had forced his choice.

“Good!” he happily interjected. “It leaves the most cunning of all the Guards for me!” he continued quickly. He nodded towards Jäz that chuckled back at his comment. The Ferret Guards remained at attention waiting for Twin to proclaim his decision. “I select the Ferrets.” he added smiling.

“As you both wish it.” I stated with a quick bow to them. “Young Lord Bryan has made arrangements that Princess Sara will be present for this greeting ceremony.” I informed all of them. All the Guards, including their Captains, stiffened visibly. “I believe she will be much better behaved than when Captain Jäzærha returned.” I explained with a shrug. “Hopefully.” I added under my breath.

“That is good to hear since we have brought gifts for our little niece.” Cor blurted out. Everyone froze as their eyes turned on him directly. The Captains glanced from my team to the Brothers.

“Why do you call the Princess your niece?” Meli asked stepping towards them. They flinched at her approach or at her hard edged smile showing her fangs. Sert and Cole looked at each other perplexed then back at Meli without moving forward. Young Kestrel had returned to my side but remained silent feigning confusion as he stared at the Brothers. They both turned to look at me.

“They do not know?” Cor asked with a smirk.

“You have kept it a secret from your own people?” Twin added. He had dramatically placed a hand on his mouth in feigned shock. I muttered most fowl curses under my breath in each of their true original languages gaining mental snickers from them.

“I am boarding my ship and ignoring what was just said.” Captain Lockey stated. She marched quickly up the gangplank to handed the half dozen crystals to one of her sailors with quick whispered words. She bellowed orders as the plank retracted and the ship drifted back to sit within the harbor to lock it down until they would be departing. The glaring eyes of Meli, Sert, and Cole now rested upon me as they waited for an answer.

“Will you explain why they would refer to Princess Sara as their niece?” Meli bluntly asked me. “Or should we ask the Holy Queen Annianka why this would be said?” she added. The hard edge in her eyes did not mask the feeling of betrayal that started growing in her mind.

“These two are like brothers to Annianka.” I replied with false calmness. “The three of them have played tricks on Loki himself while they grew up in Asgard together.” I continued my explanations. It was only a half lie but could salvage this mistake. Now the Brothers stared at me confused. “They just know her as ‘Joy’ and not as the Holy Queen Annianka.” I concluded. I had tied everything together without revealing any truth of the situation. Both Brothers’ faces light up at my words nearly ruining my ruse.

The Guard Captains looked at me now confused while glancing sideways at each other. I mentally warned Annianka that the peace Ambassadors from Lemuria will think she is ‘Joy’, her aspect living within Asgard. I added to my warning that they had brought gifts for their niece Sara without revealing what these gifts were. Her giggling assurance she would make arrangements for this to look very normal before thanking me for the warning sweetly.

“Are we ready to meet the Royals and nobles of Atlantis?” I asked smiling authentically at my special Brothers. This small slip of the tongue from Cor had open a path to improve the chances of boon for the diplomats of Lemuria. They nodded to me before marching behind the Guard Captains with their selected Guard group spread out around them. My team followed me after them while the two non-selected Guard grouping protected our rear. Many Atlantians were lining the sides of the streets to witness their greatest enemies that came from a technologically advanced society started by Odin during his youthful wondering the world to find wisdom.

The Guards walked stiffly around us since not all citizens of Atlantis were pleased of having Lemurian warmongers upon their peaceful island. Meli and myself could feel the tremors of hatred blended in held back magic by force of will alone. Some residing in Atlantis believed it would be easier to just erase Lemuria from existence than bartering a peace deal. Other saw this as a chance to change the citizens of Lemuria from the path destruction they perceive they are on. Lemuria will never be swayed from their chosen path of militaristic ideals of honor and nobility within conflicts.

The honor of two groups giving everything of themselves for one battle to decide their fate was one of the founding principles of Lemuria. They actually abhorred violence without purpose or crushing an enemy that was weaker than themselves. In most of their skirmishes between Lemuria and others of the outer world, they would hold back troops and technology to give their enemies and equal battle field. They never regretted or bemoaned a lost battle as long as they and their foes had fought with honor and nobility. They had even abandoned their own if they behaved dishonorably upon the battlefield.

The fact they were willing to speak with Atlantis and the world about peace was the doing of Cor and Twin. No one else had been able to even get close to a treaty with Lemuria. They found the diplomats and ambassadors as dishonorable and trying to take liberties they had not earned. The Brothers, War and Death, had gained the right after many years upon Lemuria to use their technologies which gave them the ability to bring the Leviathan and Lockey home. The ship could be repaired properly and refitted as the Brothers’ private vessel. No one questioned where the technology of the Leviathan came from since it was supposedly owned by Cor and Twin. Captain Lockey had no problem playing the role of an employee to those two if it gave her a chance to fully remodel the ship into a true Hunter Class ship.

As we neared the Royal Court halls, a large group of Atlantians stood barring the path. Seeing us, they sat shoulder to shoulder as a living blockade as they chanted: ‘Atlantis is no place for warmongers!’. The Brothers stepped forward fearlessly to the shock of their Guards and the Captains.

“We agree that warmongers have no place upon this island of peace and serenity.” Cor announced to them.

“Which is why we are here to bring some of this noble peaceful thinking to Lemuria to save them from the evils infesting the outer world.” Twin stated as loud as Cor had. Each brother spoke in an alternating manner from Cor to Twin.

“We ask you, no, we beg you to allow us to do this hard task.” Cor picked up their split speech.

“We beg you to allow us to past so we may do our part like your noble Lord Kestrel in saving the world.” Twin voice held true. Murmurs had started forming within the seated protesters, but they had not moved. I feared for what could happen at this moment looking into those eyes and feeling their blunt mind held against allowing them to enter the Royal Court.

“We ask for peace and promise to only show peace while upon this great island.” Cor concluded. Their words spent and only hope they could succeed crossing this sea of living bodies. Making a show of it, the Brothers removed all their weapons relinquishing them to the Captain of their chosen Guards. The crowd still glared at them but now in silence. With a bow to the crowd, the Brothers step forth to the dismay of their Guards. The step slowly and carefully between the citizen sitting to hold them back. Snaking their way through the crowd, they remain as silent as the Atlantians focusing to harm no one during their passage. No one moved to stop them or delay their movement but still Atlantian mostly glared at them. They finally paused stand upon the other side of the crowd turning back towards the living sea they had crossed.

“We thank you!” they spoke in unison.

“You have shown to us the true nobility of Atlantis by allowing us to pass peacefully.” Twin added. They both bowed towards the crowd by sections showing their respect for all of them. A small group near the middle started applauding them weakly. This applause grew and spread through to all of them that had stood against Lemuria. They continued bowing waiting for us to join them.

“They are why Lemuria has accepted the concept of peace.” I stated to the cheering crowd. “Lemuria will not be the cause of the great conflict to come.” I whispered to young Kestrel at my elbow. I did not to glance at him to see the nod he returned to me. My team started stepping forward and the crowd moved to stand and clear us a pathway to the doors to the Royal Court. I thanked them and shook their hands as I walked slowly towards the doors. I quickly noticing that Redpath repeated my words and actions of gratitude to the populous upon his side of our pathway. Regret was not what I saw, in the eyes of the crowd now, but only acceptance and a spark of hope. I turned to look back upon the crowd finding most if not all had drifted away now.

“For Atlantis, I thank all of you for your noble behavior towards those that wish for peace everywhere upon the world.” I called back loudly so those walking away knew I understood and was grateful to all of them. Only after this point did I release a sigh that was answered by a soft purring chuckle beside me. We walked in together, I standing beside Cor with young Kestrel upon Twin’s opposite side. I could not have imagined or foreseen what happened. Sister Chaos could not have created the anarchy within the Royal Court upon this day.

Redpath's Journals: Real Speed Combat and Laurels (26)

The explanation to Kestrel about the challenged I had agreed to and the request I had placed upon it was done earlier to our morning matches. He appeared worried as he asked why I wished to prove myself. As I explained that it was for not exactly for myself but for the one I was sparring against. He nodded and agreed while also requesting a chance to observe this session. I agreed but never mentioned who I was challenging at this time. My two morning sparring sessions had me only pushing my speed to match theirs. Easy with Kestrel but much harder with Sert. I found so hard not to strike at points on his body exposed because of my speed. I felt bad not giving my all but I wanted to keep my best for facing Cassis. It was the best way to show the Captains how much she had improved and became stronger combining her many skills together. The session between Sert and Kestrel had me wondering why Kestrel was holding back like I had been. My answer arrived at that moment as I turned to soft footsteps to see Nightingale approaching the edge of our private training field.

“Why do you take it easy on me today?” Sert protested. I bowed to Lady Nightingale and with flourished wave I mentioned her forward still bowing low. I saw the little smirk on her face as she stepped to the edge of the combat field.

“Because I am not the sparring partner that you need to focus upon today.” Kestrel responded casually. He motioned the Amazon forward as he moved to stand beside me on the outside of the sandy field. He waited until she had placed herself where he had stood facing Sert. “You have had a chance to learn from a chef.” he stated to him. The smirk on his face told me this was going to be a challenge for our warrior companion. “Now you will learn from a high ranked Amazon.” he added sweetly. He turned to fully face the center of the battle area before signalling the beginning of their sparring session.

I watched both of them closely nothing their stances and first attacks. They both moved fluidly from attacks to counter attacks. I notice how Sert watched her eyes since she would look at the opening which he could block before she struck. She was forcing forward her attacks but had his level pegged quickly and kept him fighting at this point. I could see from Sert’s facial contortions that he was finding hard but still not a challenge to him. After a few minutes of swift battling, they returned to their starting positions quickly bowing to each other.

“What have you learned so far, Sert?” Kestrel asked. He was keeping his face plain hiding his emotions.

“That she can fight as my equal.” Sert replied softly. “But I feel she is holding back making it much harder for me to learn anything more from fighting her.” he continued with a shrug and shy grin. I saw Lady Nightingale stiffening at his words.

“Do you truly think you can handle the full attack prowess of an Amazon warrior?” she retorted angrily. I could see the malicious urge to put this man in his place but said nothing to warn him.

“I will never know if I never face it like I have faced a chef’s rage.” he answered calmly. He bow low before her in the supplicant pose with arms held wide away from his body. “To truly learn, one must face the full force even if it renders me into a giant crawling bruise.” he added before rising from his bow. The Amazon glanced at Kestrel for permission. Scratching at his chin pensively, he shrugged then slowly and hesitantly nodded. The feral grin on her face was the only warning I received before she charged at Sert.

Her speed made her form blur to my eyes at first but returned quickly to normal as I clearly saw her hand snap out open palmed to force Sert’s weapon to fly away from him. She slipped to her back with both knees at her stomach and feet targeted for his sternum. The kick was like a crack of thunder before Sert was lifted to fly backwards towards the second level of our home. The fact that the hit had also rendered Sert naked paled as it had him smacking posterior first in Meli’s window. The shrieks I heard from beyond that window had me falling over laughing as I remember that Meli was having a tea event that day. I was rolling in the dirt on the ground from my uncontrollable laughter. I barely heard what was exchanged between Kestrel and Lady Nightingale during my fit of laughing. I started regaining my senses as Chichi appeared in the open doorway looking confused at the sight.

“What’s with the naked man and the laughing cat acting like a swine?” he asked as I slowed my breathing to stop laughing.

“I hit him so hard that he lost his clothing.” the Amazon replied. The smirk and raised eyebrow as she turned to face him slowly walking forward. “Want to try your luck against me, Brother Famine?” She asked in a deeper husky voice, The moment she licked her lips, Kestrel was throwing himself out of Chichi way. The little chef pounced forward directly at her with a leery grin on his face. It took less time than the original practice session with Sert to have Chichi on his back as she straddled his shoulders. I glanced over to see Sert working his way down the wall to hide behind bushes at the side of our private training field. “Shall we finish this in private or do you wish to give everyone a good show?” her husky deep whisper reached my ears.

“Private now!” the little chef screamed from under her privates that nearly resting on his face. She moved to her feet pulling him up with her to rush toward the exit. A rustle from the bushes had me watching Sert walking out full dressed again.

“I must believe our sparring session is over with for today, sir?” he asked. He had a sheepish boyish grin on his face.

“Yes, but we get to see young Kestrel going all out before the Guard Captains and the Leader of the Prides.” he answered chuckling. I was finally standing shaking and pawing off the dirt from my fur and off my leather armor. I was smiling at them suddenly excited once more over this chance to truly move at my full speed.

“I will be sparring with Cassis and we both want to try reaching our ultimate celerity.” I told them. “I also requested that we are judged by those five to define our level rank within the Royal Guards.” I continued as I started prancing towards the door. I did not bother hiding my rapidly flicking tail showing my excitement for this pleasurable session.

“Cassis?” Kestrel asked. I could feel his eyes on me. “A cougar wind mage that should not be linked to the military?” he continued sounding confused.

“Yes!” I replied smiling broader. “Wind is not good for building or healing so she returned to gain marshal training.” I explained remembering he had meet her long ago. “But her and Toma did discover a new way to heighten yield and easier blending using fire and wind together.” I continued easily. “And they make a good team and couple.” I concluded purring. We took the side path that lead us directly to the training field.

“You have meet Toma and Cassis, but not Peles, Toma’s older brother?” he asked softly. I looked at him shaking my head. I tried remembering if another face had been in the crowd during the times I would spend training with Cassis while Toma watched us.

“Only Toma has come to Cassis training and our sparring sessions.” I answered slowly.

“Sounds like you have been making many friends upon Atlantis.” he said quietly. I nodded smiling as I purred merrily.

I marched to stand with Cassis at one side of Valeria as we faced the four Captains. With but a pointed clawed finger, Valeria signaled us to the field. I spotted from the corner of my eye Toma and another young man moving to stand with Kestrel and Sert. I marched beside Cassis towards the center of the battle field.

“That is Toma’s brother Peles?” I whispered to her. She quickly glanced back to nod at me smiling. I nodded before we reached the middle point. We turned to face each other locking arms like brothers’ in arms. Three steps backward we bowed at each other and froze waiting for the command to start. Valeria strode to the form a triangle with us to stand perfectly straight. We both straightened into a military precise attention.

“Upon the request of Cassis Dēn, we gather to witness a sparring session between her of the Royal Reserves, of rank in the Zephyr division of the Academy, and of the new Metallurgical Unification Division as a founding member and Kestrel of the Redpath clan, self selected Honor Guard of Lord Kestrel, Envoy and Royal Advisor, and Queen’s Knight of her majesty Queen Diadem of Helvetius Kingdom.” Valeria proclaimed as we stood in military stance. “Kestrel of the Redpath clan has added a request that their skill and rank level be judge by the Captains of the Royal Guards and myself as Leader of the Prides which has been accepted by Cassis Dēn.” she continued in a booming voice that echoed. “As is their right, we stand in judgment and as observers to their skills, abilities, and proving their rank among the Royal Guards.” she concluded. The cheers from the Captains in the form of roars, howls, grunts, and high pitched chitterlings filled the air. She stepped backward three large steps and signaled us to start.

We moved in unison into an attack posture unable to stop smiling at each other. This was just another moment to play with a friend for both of us no matter the pomp and ceremony that introduce us to all that could hear. I spotted the shifting light as Cassis gathered the winds around her while my breath lowered to slow shallow focused breathes. A wink from me signaled my readiness and we launched at each other. Strike, block, counter, cross-counter, dodge, and back to a strike as we pushed our speed to its limits while smiling at each other. The waves of sounds of our palms, elbows, knees, and feet hitting against the other’s block pulsed away from us while we continued pushing for more speed.

Pure focus kept us from leaving the smallest of openings or making any mistake in this dance with an ever increasing tempo. Nothing beyond the fight moved or made a noise as we smiled and enjoyed this matching of our celerity and combat styles that I knew would amaze all the spectators. For but a moment Cassis had four hands before I realized so did I. After images of our motions increased as a nod between us accepted to push our speed to even a higher level. The noise of our strike to the other’s block throbbed away from us overlapping waves of sounds. I could hear Cassis merry giggling as I knew she heard my purring chuckles. Time did not matter to us as we reveled in finally pushing beyond our celerity limits into blissful fantasy.

I saw the glint in her eyes and was ready to see what she was about to attempt we had not faced before. The sand under her feet swirled in a mad miniature tornado as she started lifting off the ground. I changed my targeting to give myself upward momentum to match her windy wings. It was a slow rise for us but I felt the spectators were watching us launching upward as we continued at the limits of our celerity. Then the shout came. We tapped palms instantly to bounce back to our starting point. Breathing hard, we looked at each other smiling, giggling, and chuckling happily.

“We have seen enough.” Valeria called without looking at us. We turned slowly and started a procession towards those who would judge us.

“I thought I could get you when I raised from the battle ground but you actually kept up without touching the ground.” Cassis shrieked and giggled beside me.

“That was amazing and I did not realize we could float while battling.” I yowled back still chuckling.

“You are absolutely unbelievable” Toma and Peles screamed while chuckling as we turned to face Valeria’s back. We clasped arms once more as we tried to calm ourselves. The rest was a blur of sounds being drown by my heartbeat and heavy breathing.

“Cassis Dēn! Kestrel of the Redpath clan!” Valeria stated loudly. “Approach and stand at attention!” she ordered having both of us straighten into a perfect military stance. She turned finding us already present and waiting while smiling at her. “That was absolutely insanity!” she snapped at us. Our smile faltered. “You have gone beyond any possible limits we have believe possible.” she reported. A side glance without turning my head had me looking into Cassis’ sparkling eye. “Until today.” Valeria added softly smiling. The smiles returned to our faces fully. The roaring mix of laughter from The Captains nearly had me chuckling once more but I held it in as well as Cassis was doing. Our stiff posture relaxed just a bit as we now waited for the ranking judgment.

“As Captain of the Feline Guards, you are both exemplary warriors.” Curd told us. It was simple and subtle but for Captain Curd to give a true compliment was impossible. I waited for the derisive back lash. “You are both ranked as top members of the Feline Royal Guards.” he stated. The salute and deep bow had me amazed to silence as we returned the salute and bow to him.

“As Captain of the Ursus Guards, I have no words that can convey my amazement at your performance as warriors.” Rez rumbled at us with a half smile. “The Ursus Royal Guards see both of you as equals to our greatest members.” he continued in the same gruff voice. The salute he gave us was clean and crisp, but his bow was not so. Cassis started lifting her hand to speak but a single look from Valeria had her hand dropping to her side. I saw how she flexed her hands nervously not used to receiving compliment from anyone but Toma.

“As Captain of the Lupus Guards, I fear facing either of you on the field of battle.” Ent admitted eyeing both of us. “You both are ranked within the greatest and most powerful warriors of the Lupus Royal Guards.” he proclaimed in a howl. His hard swift salute was followed with him exposing the back of his neck to us. Captain Ent would never show submission to anyone unless they defeated him in battle. He accepted we could defeat him with this one action.

“As Captain of the Ferret and Outcast Guards, you have skills beyond the natural order.” Jäz said to us. He was passive as he looked at us. “The Ferret Royal Guards greet you as sister and brother to any and all our families as equals and most honored members.” he concluded softly. His salute was slow, formal, and fluid never looking away from us. His snake hunters’ bow to us had me shivering. He was greeting us as his own kin and kind not just as equals, but true family.

“As Leader of the Prides, I have seen and accept your rank as true Felines of the highest quality.” Valeria told us directly. “I cannot wait to face either of you upon the next Pride Hunt, even if I may lose my title of Leader.” she added smiling slyly at us. She only bowed showing all her shock and awe at our skills. Cassis tails lashed out like a madly undulation viper.

“Wait!” she snapped out suddenly. I could see the wild emotions swirling in her eyes and the wind dying around her. “We are considered fully ranked in the top tier of all four Royal Guard groupings?” she sputtered out. Her breath was fast short breathes as her fist clenched at her chest. I moved to stand before her as Toma and Peles moved to her sides. They each grasped one of her fists forcing them open to tightly hold her hands.

“Breath in deeply and count to three, my love.” Toma told her quietly and soothingly.

“Release the breathe slowly out with another three count.” Peles returned calmly. I recognized this as a breathing exercise to calm her down. My thought was different but what she needed to hear the most presently.

“You deserve being praised with all you have done, Cassis.” I reminded her gently. Her breathing slowed until it returned to normal as the gleam of wild madness faded from her eyes. She giggled as she nodded while tears of joy filled her eyes. She looked at me suddenly glaring. She had discovered why I had made my request and why I had suggested to her having the Captains witness us sparring.

“You made that request on purpose to force this to happen, Red!” she yowled at me. I purred and chuckled while suffering her glares. I could see in both young men’s eyes they understood what had happened. A small smirk was on their face as they looked back to her in silence.

“I was taught to help my friends see themselves and for others to see them as they truly are valued.” I told her. The smirk on my face earned me more time under her dark glare. “I knew they would see how all your effort and work had made you an asset to all of Atlantis.” I moved forward as the glare lessened. I saluted her and bowed the proper feline fluid style. “And it gives you another option of teaching others to combine their magic to become even more valuable for all of Atlantis.” I concluded. Her eyes filled with tears of merry mischievousness. I gave a quick nod to Toma, Cassis, and Peles before walking away to join Kestrel and Sert.

“Sir? Sert?” I called out to them as the stared at me in silence.

“You have proven yourself perfectly, my feline shadow.” Kestrel stated. His smile was like the sunshine for me.

“You will have to stop holding back when we spar.” Sert told me smirking. “I will not improve without truly being challenged.” he added with a shrug.

“I will but I will give you a chance to adapt.” I replied purring deep in my throat.

“I believe you have earn time in the market place.” Kestrel told me. “Take Cassis, Toma, and Peles with you and teach them about the wonderful food of the outside world.” he suggested chuckling. He held out a pouch to me, nodded to me, and I claimed it from his hand. I turned to rush back to my friends finding Cassis trapped in a double hug. I held out the pouch in front of them gaining myself confused looks.

“We celebrate at the Market Place.” I told them. “Our first stop is a place that sell the most wonderful treat you have tasted.” I added smiling and purring.

“What treat?” Peles asked softly.

“Roasted meat on a stick, of course.” I returned chuckling. Cassis and Toma started laughing while Peles eyes went from one to the other still confused. “I can explain why, while we walk there.” I assured him. I lead the way with Cassis and Toma on my one side and Peles on my other side. I glanced at their faces and realized how much we were all the same. Each had found their own path while helping each other and not judging each other badly. We spent the rest of the day going from different food stalls and drink stalls laughing and talking taking one day away from stress and worry. After walking them home, I strolled back home feeling so happy and relaxed.

“I hear a congratulation is deserved.” A deep growl had me stopping by a shadow. The mildest hint of sulfur touched my nose. I started chuckling softly turning toward the shadow to see twin burning red eyes. “And he does not attack or act aggressive this time.” Steel added slowly moving out of the shadow.

“We are friends, no need to worry about fighting.” I answered smiling a him. I held out my arm for a greeting. The barking laugh escaped him as we locked arms. “Two young, unknown, and underestimated felines gained top ranks from all the Royal Guard Captains.” I told him softly. “I do not need congratulations after that much praise was placed on my shoulders.” I added.

“You have earned the praise, Now accept a friend saying that you are admirable.” the wolf-boy demon replied. “Word is spreading fast that we have a pair of flying cats on Atlantis now.” he continued laughing. “My praise is that the free demonized beast see you as one of ours.” he added. And with another lingering barking laugh, he stepped back into the shadows and blinked away.

“Thank you, Steel.” I whispered. I completed my walk home purring softly with only a soft squawk over head telling me I had my feathered friend still nearby. Once more i realized, the fact it did not attack nor give me a warning must mean it knows that I was safe.

Kestrel's Journals: Lessons and True Speed (25)

It was mid-afternoon when Lady Nightingale arrived for our group training session. Redpath had done his session earlier with Sert and myself leaving me facing Sert as Nightingale arrived to join our playtime. I knew Sert realized I was not going at my normal speed during our session as I wanted him limbered but not over tired facing Aurora Nightshade. To be honest, my session against young Kestrel had been more taxing on me with his still increasing battle speed. His present level of speed even surpassed the Cheetahs and could soon rival myself. Once my mantle is passed to him, his speed will increase exponentially blurring reality as he moves. I sighed at this thought before calling an end to my sparring session with Sert. I realized he had not noticed his next sparring challenge.

“Why do you take it easy on me today?” Sert grumbled.

“Because I am not the sparring partner that you need to focus upon today.” I responded to him I motioned Nightingale to take my place opposite to Sert on the field. “You have had a chance to learn from a chef.” I told him with a smirk. “Now you will learn from a high ranked Amazon.” I concluded exiting the field. I turned on the outside of the designated battleground and signal the session to start.

She took a defensive stance waiting patiently while smiling at him. He bowed to her before taking an attack stance against her. Her stance shifted fluidly into an attack stance as her smile turned more vicious and challenging. Their sparring was swift as both attacked, defended and counter-attacked with perfect practice movements. They returned to their starting position before bowing once again to each other.

“What have you learned so far, Sert?” I asked casually.

“That she can fight as my equal.” he answered easily. “But I feel she is holding back making it much harder for me to learn anything more from fighting her.” he continued with a shy grin.

“Do you truly think you can handle the full attack power of an Amazon Warrior?” she retorted with a hint of malice in her voice.

“I will never truly know if I never face it like I have faced a chef’s rage.” he replied calmly. He bowed lowly to her. “To truly learn, one must face the full force even if it renders me into a giant crawling bruise.” he added with honesty. She glanced once at me to see my mind on this request. I shrugged at first, pensively scratching at my chin, but slowly and hesitantly I nodded my agreement. The smile she gave me was beyond vicious.

She bolted at him with lightning speed to knock his weapon easily from his grip. She dropped low before him and kicked upwards with both feet directly at the base of her sternum with all her strength and speed. What followed was amazing even to myself. He lost his breathe and his concentration from that hit which also had his clothing disappearing. The double kick launched him airborne into the second floor window where Meli was having one of her social tea parties. Sert splattered bare butt first in that window for Meli’s guest to have a good look.

I learned later that her tea party had been going quite well as Ambassadors’ wives and the few female Ambassadors including Nightingale’s first spear. They had been merrily chatting and laughing about the gullibility of most male when facing a woman. The loud thud on her window drew all their attention as they witnessed the most perfect full moon they had ever seen during daylight hours. Some gasped in horror while other snickered lewdly. Sert quickly did his best to remove himself from the window without falling to the ground by climbing down. Witnesses from the street could have sworn they saw Sertian climbing out of Meli’s window fully naked causing no end to the rumors that those two were having secret flings together.

“So that’s his little secret!” I remarked while young Kestrel was on the ground laughing. Nightingale looked positively aghast by having caused such an incidence. She was blushing madly as she tried avoiding looking at Sert as he climbed back down to the edge of the training field in the buff. “Do not worry Nightingale, it is not your fault that his clothing was a mental construction.” I informed her chuckling. “It is a bit of a freakish magical talent but it proves his bloodline is linked to the original nobility.” I added unable to hold back my own laughter.

“What do you mean?” she snapped back at me.

“He does not need to wash or repair his clothing or armor since he simply recreates them from his mind magically.” I answered her calming myself. “It is reported that members of the noble bloodlines of Atlantis all have unique magical abilities but it is diluted and warped as it goes down the genetic bloodline.” I explained to her. “Mostly it becomes a freakish talent that appear useless in normal life.” I continued easily. “He would probably only carry and wear clothing when he visits outside of Atlantis.” I added under my breath.

“What’s with the naked man?” Chichi asked from behind all of us. “And the laughing cat acting like a swine?” he added. He stood in the doorway looking mildly confused at the entire situation.

“I hit him so hard that he lost his clothing.” Nightingale returned as she turned towards him fully. “Want to try your luck against me, Brother Famine?” she said huskily at him. All it took was her licking her lips and I had to dodge to clear a pathway for him charging at her. It took Nightingale only a few moments to have the little chef on his back while she straddled his shoulders. She teasingly leaned forward bringing her privates riskily close to his face. “Shall we finish this in private or do you wish to give everyone a good show?” she whispered to him.

“Private now!” Chichi screamed from under her. She pulled him back to his feet and rushed him out of me residence. Sert exited the bushes now fully dressed against.

“I must believe our sparring session is over with for today, sir?” he asked sheepishly.

“Yes but we get to see young Kestrel going all out before the Guard Captain and the head of the Feline Prides.” I answered chuckling. Redpath had finally regained his feet smiling at us.

“I will be sparring with Cassis and we both want to try reaching our ultimate celerity.” he informed us. “I also requested that we are judged by those five to define our level rank within the Royal Guards.” he added. His tail was flicking rapidly showing how exited he was for this session.

“Cassis?” I asked softly. “A cougar wind mage that should not be linked to the military?” I stated directly to Redpath.

“Yes.” he interjected smiling. “Her wind is not good for building or healing so she returned to gain marshal training.” he informed me. “But her and Toma did discover a new way to heighten yield and easier blending metals using fire and wind together.” he explained slowly. “And they make a very good team and couple.” he added which actually surprised me. We started heading toward the selected training field for his first true ranking session.

“You have meet Toma and Cassis, but not Peles, Toma’s older brother?” I asked softly. He looked at me and shook his head.

“Only Toma has come to Cassis training and our sparring sessions.” he replied slowly.

“Sounds like you have been making many friends upon Atlantis.” I hazarded softly. He nodded and smiled wider purring.

At the practice field, the four Captains and Valeria stood waiting with Cassis nearby to them. I took me a moment to notice and recognize Toma and Peles standing in the shadows under trees at the edge of the training grounds. I waved at them signalling them to join Sert and myself at the edge of the battle to observe it better. Young Kestrel and Cassis marched side-by-side to the centre of the battle zone. They shook hand in the warriors way before taking their place to bow deeply at each other. Valeria strode to the halfway mark to them forming a triangle.

“Upon the request of Cassis Dēn, we gather to witness a sparring session between her of the Royal Reserves, of rank in the Zephyr division of the Academy, and of the new Metallurgical Unification Division as a founding member and Kestrel of the Redpath clan, self selected Honor Guard of Lord Kestrel, Envoy and Royal Advisor, and he is the Queen’s Knight of her majesty Queen Diadem of Helvetius Kingdom.” Valeria proclaimed as she stood in perfect military stance. “Kestrel of the Redpath clan has added a request that their skill and rank level be judge by the Captains of the Royal Guards and myself as Leader of the Prides which has been accepted by Cassis Dēn.” she continued in a booming voice that echoed around them. “As is their right, we stand in judgment and as observers to their skills, abilities, and proving their rank among the Royal Guards.” she added. A cheer rose from the Captains in the form of roars, howls, grunts, and high pitched chitterlings. She stepped backward three large steps and signaled the beginning of their battle.

They both shifted instantly into an attack stance facing each other while smiling cheerfully. I felt Cassis magic rising around her like a tightly twisted tornado of wind while Redpath breathing slowed to a barely noticeable movement of his chest. I heard a small gasp from Peles and a soft breathy chuckle from Toma. Sert only smiled at our friend as he appeared to be statue still in his focus giving away nothing of his coming attack. They both blurred launching at each other gaining a surprised yelp from Ent and Jäz while Curd purred loudly and Rez rumbling chuckle added itself to their group reactions. I did not hear nor see any reaction from Valeria. The hits, blocks, and counters became a pulsing slapping sigh ringing clear in the air. My eyes, which could at first follow their movement, failed as they blurred at the speed they now moved.

“When did she get this fast?” Peles asked in shocked whisper.

“That would be Red’s training with her.” Toma reported smiling proudly. “They have pushed each other passed their limits to become this amazing.” he added as a deep crimson blush was on his cheeks. His older brother nodded with wide eyes watching the spectacle before them. But neither combatants had given an opening or made a mistake as their speed continued increasing. After images of their form locked into strikes and blocks started forming upon the field showing their celerity had risen to unknown levels of speed. The smacking sounds started merging into a quick pulsing vibration in the air but they did not back down nor paused.

“Sir, can you still follow their movements?” Sert asked in a gasp.

“Barely.” I replied chuckling loudly. “And I worried about him finding a good equal sparring partner.” I remarked between my laughs.

“Does your cat have some kind of magic?” Curd suddenly asked. I glanced at him to see wide eyed wonder, shock, and pride on his face and in his stance.

“Nothing I have discovered nor sensed from that odd black kitten.” I yelled back to him.

“That is no kitten, Lord Kestrel.” Ent called back. “Those two are living dervishes that blur to our eyes.” he added. The sense of amazement, awe, and disbelief come from all the Captains finally seeing young Kestrel truly fight with his full abilities against an equally skilled opponent.

Half an hour had past as these two marvels of speed and combat skills had turned into blurs that at time seem to skip ahead without being visibly seen. I felt myself breathing hard as if I was in the field facing off with either of them. I finally realized that even Miss Hope would have problems trying to keep up with the speed these two battled at. Then, what I believe might lead to a quick ending, started as Cassis floated upward still battling. Young Kestrel used his strikes and angled his blocks to stay airborne without slowing down. They had risen nearly half their height above the ground without stopping their celerity based attack style.

“Break!” Valeria roared. She turned to look at the observers at the side of the battle zone. Her eyes were wide and color had drained from her face even in its animal form fur coated cheeks. I glanced towards the Captains as each nodded to show they had seen more than enough of this impossible fantasy of a battle. Her wide eyes turned towards me. With a smile covering my face, I nodded before chuckling that turned into laughter. I felt Sert slump finally relaxing from the tension of watching this match. “We have seen enough.” Valeria stated not turning towards the combatants. I looked to see both of them already back in their starting position breathing hard while giggles and chuckles were coming from them.

“I thought I could get you when I raised the battle but you actually kept up without touching the ground.” Cassis shrieked as she giggled.

“That was amazing and did not realize we could float while fighting.” Redpath returned chuckling.

“You are absolutely unbelievable” Toma and Peles screamed chuckling behind me. Even the Captains were now laughing in their own way as Valeria came to join them. I watched as young Kestrel and Cassis moved in unison to clasp forearms in a warriors greeting. I only half listened to the Captains and Valeria murmuring to each other while we all waited for the verdict.

“I would never believe Redpath could move that fast.” Sert breathed out beside me. “He is far beyond my skills with that speed.” he added softly.

“You will eventually discover a way of slowing him enough to make it an even match.” I returned to him. “And this can be consider a lesson we have both learned today.” I added unable to hide the pride I felt for my feline name sake.

“Cassis Dēn! Kestrel of the Redpath clan!” Valeria interjected loudly. “Approach and stand at attention!” she order to them. Both moved slowly to stand ramrod straight before her and the Captains. “That was absolute insanity!” she scream at them. “You have gone beyond any possible limits we have believe possible.” she reported to them calmly. “Until today.” she added with a half smile. The roar animal laughter that rose behind her from the Captain had both Cassis and Redpath relaxing a bit in their stiff posture.

“As Captain of the Feline Guards, you are both exemplary warriors.” Curd stated to them. This simple show of being impressed was out of character for Curd usually finding something to complain about when giving praise. “You are both ranked as top members of the Feline Royal Guards.” he added before saluting them followed by a deep bow.

“As Captain of the Ursus Guards, I have no words that can convey my amazement at your performance as warriors.” Rez told them in his grumbling voice. “The Ursus Royal Guards see both of you as equals to our greatest members.” he concluded. The salute was clean and crisp, but the bow was more clumsy and hard for him. Cassis was about to say something but a glare from Valeria had her remaining silent.

“As Captain of the Lupus Guards, I fear fear facing either of you on the field of battle.” Ent admitted nearly casually. “You both are ranked within the greatest and most powerful warriors of the Lupus Royal Guards.” he conceded with a hard swift salute. He followed this with a bow exposing the back of his neck to them. The one Captain known to called all others as inferiors had shown submissive acceptance to these two much younger felines.

“As Captain of the Ferrets and Outcasts Guards, you have skills beyond the natural order.” Jäz announced to them. His look was reserved and pensive as he paused for them to understand his words fully. “The Ferret Royal Guards greet you as sister and brother to any and all our families as equals and honored members.” he added softly. His salute was slow, formal, and fluid as his eyes remained on them. The bow was a slithering movement of those that kill snakes easily. It was not an insulting sign but showed he saw them equally skilled to his kin’s specialty.

“As Leader of the Prides, I have seen and accept your rank as true Felines of the highest quality.” Valeria reported to them simply. “I cannot wait to face either of you upon the next Pride Hunt, even if I may lose my title of Leader.” she concluded with a sly smile. She did not salute them but bowed deeply, fluidly, and showed all her emotions of shocked awe at their skills.

“Wait!” Cassis interjected as her tail swished and undulated like a writhing snake behind her. “We are considered fully ranked in the top tiers of all four Royal Guards groupings?” she asked stunned. Her breathing was short quick breaths as her body quivered. Toma was on her right side while Peles was at her left side as both grasped her hand and placed a hand each upon her shoulders.

“Breath in deeply and count to three, my love.” Toma reminded her softly.

“Release the breath slowly with another three count, Cassis.” Peles continued the simple exercise.

“You deserve being praised with all you have done, Cassis.” Young Kestrel assured her. I could see her breathe slowing and returning to normal as her stunned surprise was accepted to her mind.

“You made that request on purpose to force this to happen, Red!” she suddenly yowled at him. He chuckled as she glared at him.

“I was taught to help my friend see themselves and for others to see them as they truly are valued.” my feline replied smirking at her. “I knew they would see how all your effort and work had made you an asset to all of Atlantis.” he continued as he half giggled and half chuckled. He saluted her and bowed to her in a purely fluid fashion only a cat could accomplish. “And it gives you another option of teaching others to combine their magic to become even more valuable for all of Atlantis.” he added. He was prancing over to where Sert and I stood after this. Over his shoulder, I watched both young men hugging Cassis and I remember when I first met them nearly a hundred years ago.

“Sir? Sert?” young Kestrel interjected softly.

“You have proven yourself perfectly, my feline shadow.” I replied with a beaming smile at him.

“You will have to stop holding back when we spar.” Sert stated with a smirk. “I will not improve without truly being challenged.” he added with a chuckle.

“I will but I will give you a chance to adapt.” Redpath returned purring happily.

“I believe you have earn time in the market place.” I told him softly. “Take Cassis, Toma, and Peles with you and teach them about the wonderful food of the outside world.” I added chuckling. I held out a small pouch of coins to him. With a nod from me, he claimed the pouch to rush over and collect his friends to invite them to celebrate this moment in their life. He was only a child but tried to act as a grown warrior and deserved a day to be childish, this once. The fear and awe blended in my mind as I watched him, knowing how powerful he will become once my strength and magic was poured into him. I saw nothing being able to stand against him as he fought for honor, righteousness, and the Fallen Ones.

“You appear very preoccupied, sir.” Sert commented. “You may also need a day to relax without needing to perform anything you do not wish to do.” he suggested calmly. I sighed deeply pushing back all thoughts except for the victory young Kestrel and Cassis before those they wished to prove themselves.

“I wish to sit in the garden and play music today.” I answered with a grin. “I have not had a good day to simply be a song bird with many borrowed voices.” I added. In a pleasing silence, we walked slowly back to our residence.