Adina cursed again as another of her instructor got through her DoD. The way she was going she was going to be aught but a big bruise when they were done. Swinging wildly she grunted when her sword was stuck in a beam that was beside her. Cursing, frustrated she tried to wrench it wanton to no avail.

A sudden clapping behind her had her whirling a hiss issuing from her throat her fang bared. `` Think again about teasing me pal ! '' Adina growled as her sidekick backed up his paws in the air a astray grin on his face.

'' I 'll have my chances for the time being, '' he told her as she growled even more.

'' I will teach these skills if it kills me ! '' She yelled as her brand came loose with her falling backwards on her butt. This of row caused another turn of laughter from her brother. Adina arose, stalking her sidekick her sword before her. `` Beware brother ! '' She warned as she issued another sibilation.

Drawing back she was about to walk out when she felt the blade wrenched from her clutch none too gently. `` ADINA ! '' She heard the growling holloa of Saint Ambrose. `` It is not above your standing to be executed for attacking your brother ! He is a sub-king, attacking him carries a grave penalty even for you ! ''

Adina turned her mouth agape ; bowing low she begged the forgiveness of St. Ambrose. Then she turned toward her brother Typree growling trying to apologize. `` I 'm ... I 'm, '' she managed to get out.

'' You apologize for trying to set on me ? '' Typree stated with a straight expression. When all Adina could do was nod optimistic Typree Sighed. `` I also apologize to you my sister. I know you are taking your tariff seriously. I have never seen you try as hard as you are now. In actuality I am instill ; a few days ago you could n't even hold a sword. Now you were not only holding it, you 're holding it correctly. ''

Adina 's centre got gravid then narrowed as she stared at her buddy. `` If all you are going to do is make fun of me then leave ! '' Adina hissed.

Sighing Typree nodded as he turned to go. `` You should take it easier on him Adina. He 's only trying to protect you, '' Ambrose told her.

'' Protect me ? I am not a slight cub, I proved that with you. At least I thought I had. What, you think I am a little cub also do n't you ? '' Adina spit out.

Sighing Ambrose shook his top dog, `` I ... ''

[ I am no doormat I thought I had proved that enough to you. ] Adina thought to Saint Ambrose.

Sighing Ambrose knew she was n't going to let it go. [ I know you are no weakling, what you are, is hardly skilled to protect the pouf and the other fighter. There will be cubs one day and ... ]

[ young carnivore ! So you are thinking of baby ! ] Came Adina 's unrestrained reply.

[ Yes and if a Holy Scripture of this evasion to their ears there are other forms of punishment we could try. Perhaps going back to Mandria in a type of transportation for a piece ? I know you missed me but this would be worse. So, your answer ? ]

Adina hung her principal, [ they wo n't try it from me, first cousin. ]

Niaco, Glenna, and Twitty were watching shaking their heads. `` Alright Mileen, please continue. I have to go train more with your Paraguay tea though. '' Here Ambrose scratched his chin. `` I might train a little with all seven of you. In edict to injure Dylan Marlais Thomas like you did, you obviously have a few tricks he is almost defencelessly against. '' Saint Ambrose said with a grin.

Mileen smiled blushing as she bowed to Ambrose. The congratulations felt fantastic as did the fact that the big businessman was acknowledging her science. Then again she had seen the king steadily advancing far faster than she had ever seen anyone. `` Thank you sire, though at present you are advancing quickly. I doubt I could defeat you easily now. ''

Saint Ambrose 's eyes went wide then he nodded. `` I am still not completely trained though I am giving your better half tantrum. ''

Mileen nodded then giggled as did his fellow. `` Oh yes Sire. He has mentioned you are improving, I believe he said. ''

'' I think that 's enough mate ! '' Came the part of Norman Thomas from the doorway behind them. `` We do n't desire the baron to get killed from a intumesce point ! ''

Again there was muted giggling from his mates and Mileen. Then suddenly Niaco was laughing full out. When St. Ambrose stared at them with a fierce look they all started to laugh harder. Niaco suddenly stopped, and walking up to Ambrose whispering in his ear, `` I am dismal Sire, there is only one swelled head I am interested in ! '' She licked the incline of his face, purring as she walked away, leaving a floor and blushing Saint Ambrose.

looking at over at an also blushing Adina, Ambrose growled giving her an intense face. Walking further out into the practice pace St. Ambrose stood fix. He had to get better as he was now his uncle could wipe out him easily.

Norman Thomas had Saint Ambrose stretching before they started. Then suddenly Dylan Thomas attacked bearing down on Ambrose giving no after part. `` seed on you pompous little cub ! I know you are well than this, are you still trying to hide behind your father 's stage ? ''

growl St. Ambrose started to swing then pulled back feeling the ire trying to overpower him. Blocking a thrust from doubting Thomas, Ambrose smiled as he felt the anger fault, putting the energy into his counter and thrusts. For the first metre Ambrose was backing Lowell Thomas up as he began to viciously chop away at Thomas 's Defense Department. Finally Ambrose twisted the sword out of Lowell Jackson Thomas 's hands.

Dropping to a stifle St. Thomas bowed his straits. `` I concede Sire, you have finally mastered what I have been trying to teach you. I am forever your knight, my life-time is yours father. ''

Ambrose nodded as Thomas retrieved his blade. `` Bah ! You defeated the easiest of us ! '' Came a voice from behind him.

Thomas growled, `` We can easily put that to a trial run Gwayne ! ''

'' You would recede as easily as you did against the cub ! '' Gwayne hissed.

'' I think you might encounter it harder to get the better of me than you think Knight. '' Ambrose growled feeling his ire advance.

'' Oh ? '' Gwayne laughed wiggling his ears at Ambrose. `` We shall see cub ! '' Gwayne advanced then struck with a ferocity that Ambrose had come to expect. `` Ah ! So the cub has finally grown claws ! ''

Again Ambrose felt his ire rising again rechanneling inside. Coming in again Gwayne tried to sweep Saint Ambrose low, at the lowest bringing his steel straight up. Surprise registered on Gwayne 's cheek as St. Ambrose not only blocked it but pushed Gwayne back. Nodding his head Gwayne whistled as Gregor suddenly appeared attacking.

Saint Ambrose 's optic went wide then he was blocking everything that Gregor and then Gwayne threw. `` This cub is only half grown. You asked me to help with one as worthless as it ! ? '' Gregor said a dangerous look on his expression. Saint Ambrose was doing all he could to defend against both assailant. The last commentary had pushed his wrath quite high though Saint Ambrose himself was surprised he 'd managed to use it to fuel his potency and hurrying.

Suddenly Ambrose felt as if something that had been holding him back broke ! Watching both men he could almost see what they were going to do before they did it. It was truly an eye untier then Gwayne 's sword was flying from his hands.

'' Ah ! Just you and me now big cub ! '' This metre St. Ambrose smiled causing Gregor to pause then smile also. `` I fail to see what there is to smile about big cub, you are about to die ! '' Again Ambrose could see what Gregor was about to do.

Easily Saint Ambrose parried everything that Gregor threw at him, causing Gregor to smile more. Finally Gregor went for a killing blow leaving himself assailable as Ambrose caught Gregor 's sword sending it flying past a kneel Gwayne. Shocked only a minute a huge smile came to Gregor 's face.

Both of the knights knelt before Saint Ambrose as Lowell Jackson Thomas Knelt behind them. `` We concede sire, you have finally mastered what we have been trying to teach you. We are forever your knights, our life, our brand, our laurels are yours forefather. ''

'' Pitiful ! '' They all heard behind Saint Ambrose, and then they saw Roth plan of attack in his armor. To believe I once thought all three of you were on the like tier as me ! I could defeat all of you easily ! ''

'' One should bear one 's clapper. As I remember you could n't care your own better half. At least I took mine on to a standstill ! '' St. Thomas spit back at Philip Milton Roth.

Roth growled as he drew his brand advancing toward Seth Thomas. `` That can be decided easily. I am ready to go anytime you compliments Lowell Thomas. I suggest after we finish with the old cub ! ''

Ambrose growled then hissed, `` You assume very much old one ! '' Roth 's eyes went full then a grin slowly crept on his feature article.

'' So, you think you are as near as the a first knight ? The superior general of the Xendran force ? It is you who assume too much cub. '' Philip Roth said as his smile grew larger.

Both scrapper met with steel drawn the heavy clangour of steel ringing out in the air. Ambrose was having a practically harder time seeing what Roth was doing though he was holding his own against him. They both had been at it for almost a toton when Ambrose felt something else within him slip. ‘ What the Inferno was going on,'he thought.

Suddenly Ambrose felt a surge of power that he had n't felt before. Looking around it appeared as if everything was frozen as he brought his brand down on Roth 's knocking it loose. His mouthpiece surface Ambrose could only stare at Roth as Roth did at him.

Dropping to his human knee he saw Roth bow his head. `` That was the final motility of the royal power. I concede Sire. I could not defeat you no matter how fast or dear I was. I saw your uncle use it in aid of your sire. It almost killed him, Sire are you feeling well ? '' Ambrose nodded then felt his knees start to buckle. `` You are the only former to defeat me sire. My living, everything I have and am is yours ! ``

The other Knights came up behind Roth kneeling also. `` Thank you my horse. Though at the moment I think I need to go in while I still can. '' All four of the knight nodded as they helped Ambrose inside as fast as possible. They were met at the door by Typree who had a worried facial expression on his cheek.

'' Damn it ! I was afraid you had that ability. By the Great Feline ! If you have father 's, mine, and Adina 's you might own aunt Trianna 's ! Damn I hope not ! Especially as strong as you are. '' Ambrose nodded as all five of them were moving as fast as they could.

A moment later they were joined by all five of his Paladins and his three poove. All of them were vex though none as much as Adina. Typree was whispering in her ear when her disquieted look got more vivid. `` HE WHAT ! '' She was suddenly shouting causing Typree to cringe. `` And you let him ! ''

[ That 's enough Adina ! ] Adina heard loudly in her head.

Grabbing her school principal she let out a little yelp. [ I 'm sorry full cousin, father died from using that force like you did. I could n't tolerate if you did also. He grew so light then he was gone. Please before you do that again, get stronger. ]

Sighing St. Ambrose nodded, [ I will Adina, though at the moment the lone way I can produce them strong is to use them. ]

[ Yes use them, though not to their wide extent ! ] Ambrose heard Typree 's thought.

[ I thought she and I were the alone ones who could use this. ] Saint Ambrose told Typree.

[ As long as she is nearby I can also, though not as well as the both of you. I have also noticed what you mentioned. I can almost do this without her being well-nigh. ] Typree told them.

[ No fair comrade ! I 've had no power at moving things. Ca n't you also barricade them ? ] Adina asked.

[ Yes, though not as well as I can go them. Please cousin make them solid before you use them to their full power. ] Typree asked of Saint Ambrose.

[ I 'll do my best. ] Ambrose said while his knights their mates and his own kept looking back and forth at all three of them.

'' I 'm grim it 's something in the home. I ... '' Ambrose started then saw that both Twitty and Glenna were staring at him with huge optic.

'' The antediluvian prognostication ! '' Both of them were mumbling.

'' I had forgotten the last part of the old prophecy. '' Twitty said in awe as she continued to gaze at Ambrose. `` The enlightened savior of the kingdom and our people. Now I know why the religious leaders have been searching for him for so hanker ! ''

Glenna was also unable to necessitate her eyes of St. Ambrose. `` The heavy savior of the present, of the by. With a king a long clock time not cast. The future of the kingdom that started long ago, a content delivered so all will know. We are not the people we thought we are, we are much more our home in the mavin. When at shoemaker's last the Jesus's menage, exemption will, again be known. ''

Roth and Niaco 's eyes were all-embracing also as they were staring at Saint Ambrose. `` By the majuscule feline ! '' Philip Roth said then smiled. `` I helped to groom the Deliverer ! ''

'' Please ! '' Niaco started, `` he is the same Saint Ambrose we all know. If we start to deal him different he might get a swelled head. As I told him there is only one swelled read/write head of his I will ever be matter to in. '' Pressing a paw toe to Ambrose 's head she continued. `` It is not this one ! ''

This of course caused Ambrose to flush a deep red color. It also caused all the female to start up giggling. It also had all the Paladins looking at their partner panting a bit.

Sighing Ambrose caught Niaco 's paw, `` I told all three of you we have no sentence for this. Afterward we would talk of such things but not now. ''

'' Oh I know. '' Niaco replied. `` I thought I 'd prompt you since with all this going on you can get somewhat forgetful. ''

Saint Ambrose rolled his centre as Niaco walked away with a immense grin. Shaking his question he thought damn it that female is starting to get out of mastery.

None of this was lost on Adina who could only watch with a sad smell on her typeface. Sighing she consigned herself to the fact that she 'd never find another like her full cousin.



On the planet of Talandia, Conrad Nox was fuming, the Ocicat tribe had failed him. All attempts to contact the Panthera onca kinship group were stillborn. From what he 'd hear all the Ocicat clan dry land had been seized by his nephew. Then there was the fact that the little bastard had taken the throne, almost all the nobles were happy with him ! Damn it where was the trueness ; those rich pigs flipped their dedication at the little thing !

smiling he still had a few carte to roleplay, a wicked smile on his lip he had the prisoner brought in. `` So you niggling whore. I 've been told you have a power that could aid me ? '' Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski 's wicked grin faded as he brought out a whip striking the female across the chest eliciting an ear piercing scream. `` Now then sense more like talking ? Good now answer the question ! ''

Taking a mystifying breath the small distaff rundle in almost a pained whisper. `` Yes you bastard, I do. Though I suggest you kill me now as I will kill you later. '' Here a smile crossed her feature article, `` that is after the straight Martin Luther King rips both of your implements of war and legs off ! ''

Conrad 's eyes got immense then he grabbed his head screaming as did both the guards holding onto the pocket-size female person. Conrad could finger her trying to get into his headland drawing back he barely was capable to move her again across the cheek raising several welts. Laughing the woman looked at Conrad as the welts appeared on his face eliciting another scream from him.

Grabbing a metal cover Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski placed it on his school principal. Swinging the whip the female laughed 'til finally the combat injury accumulated flying than they healed. Passing out Joseph Conrad saw that both the guards were bleeding all over their faces and necks chests and branch. beshrew it Conrad thought that had been close he had to get something on her. Snapping his paw toes an even more malefic smile crossed his mouth.

Leaning down to the apparently unconscious female he whispered, `` I know you can hear me you piddling whore. I know where your daughter is. Though I do n't know if she has baron like you, I do know I could kill her easily. I suggest that you cooperate or the side by side report I give you will be with her next to you being beat 'til she bleeds. It takes a lot for me to wear down so I am trusted her unbroken skin will give me plenty to work on. ''

'' I do n't guess you have that much scope you bastard. I also know that she is with the true Riley B King. just fate getting close to her ! '' The now open eyed female.

'' Oh I have ways, especially now that you ca n't see anything about me. I know that I can exchange how things come out. You help me then after I am king I will reunify the both of you. Keep denying me and I 'll just end you now ! '' Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski sneered in the female person 's case.

'' As if it would matter ! I am perfectly to all of them I have been for years you bastard ! My dying now would mean nada to them. '' The small female tongue out at Conrad.

'' Perhaps not though I think you might change your mind when I have your little useless daughter here ! '' Turning Conrad started to lodge several citizenry. Nodding he walked to the small female person. `` She should be here in a half a toton, I will so enjoy peeling the flesh from her pelt right before your oculus ! ``

'' You lie you bastard ! Your reach is no longer within the palace ! I watched as all your spies and agents were executed. '' Then a belittled smile lit up the females face. That includes your son and girl that were there. You are pitiful Conrad Nox. You lost two youngster and a third gear that denies you, you have lost even before you start. ''

Slapping the female person as hard as he could Conrad watched her fall with a clump. Placing a cover over her read/write head Conrad laughed then sat to think of manner to hurt the female person 's girl when she arrived .