Nature's Magic

Chapter 1: Taming a Storm

A nearly nude body thrashed about the confines of the pen it was sealed in. At first glance, it appeared female with its lithe body, long mass of white hair streaked with mud and twigs, curves, alabaster skin, and delicate gray eyes. But a closer look showed it was undoubtedly male, with its small, yet well developed muscles. But no matter what he was, he was furious to be in these close corridors.

Since his birth, he had been a free spirit, able to roam the world without anyone stopping him. He thought he was happy and safe in nature, then the others came. They hunted him down like a beast, trying in vain to capture him for years. His instincts, and special abilities kept him out of their clutches for a very long time. But, the other day, they got too lucky. People with strange sticks made of metal with arrows in them, shot him. They captured him and put him in this pen.

They had attempted to bathe and feed him, but he fought so much that all they did was cover his lower body before he was thrown in here. He was looking for a way out, but had yet to find it. He had been attempted to do so for twelve hours and was beginning to feel weak from the lack of food and water. His normally beautiful features were snarled back in fury, making him appear a beast. His hair was a matted mess of twigs and grass giving him a more beast like appearance. He snapped at any of the mice or insects that came close. Earlier, he had nearly eaten a mouse that had stumbled into his pen, until one of the men from outside came in and threw a rock at him, making him drop his meal. He snarled at the man, but he just glared at the boy, saying if he wanted food, all he had to do was ask, and they would bring him a good meal, not some diseased rat.

They did bring him food and water earlier, but he refused it. They had cooked the vegetables and meat together and the water had ice and lemon in it. He had tried a bite, then thrown it against the wall at the taste. ‘Why did they ruin this food?’ he thought. The man who brought it just swore under his breath and went back to his post. That had been hours ago.

He was growing restless. He did not want to be in here. He wanted out. He grew angrier the longer he was kept, but they showed no signs of letting him out. They did not abuse him like he would have thought. He had been captured years ago. After a few weeks of abuse, he had escaped and kept away from anyone resembling him.

The door to his pen opened, showing the day slowly turning to dusk. The man from earlier came in, accompanied by some others that had been guarding him, and another one, who appeared much older.

The old one had long white hair, like him. But his was immaculately clean and brushed, with a matching beard. He wore dark blue robes trimmed in white and half moon glasses. He stared at the boy with a face that was gentle. The boy stopped his thrashing to look at the newcomers.

“We finally caught him,” smiled the man who had given him the food. “The only one of his kind. I knew, Master Daystar, that you would want him. He has potential to be a great Mage, but he is untrained. It is a miracle he is alive. I thought someone would have captured him earlier then we have.” The man was pointing at the boy as if he wasn’t there. The boy snarled again. He did not like these people talking about him as if he was a prize.

“According to rumors, Key” said the old man, Master Daystar. “He has been captured by one of my old students. I am glad he escaped, for Flame was never known for his kindness nor compassion, and it is even worse since he has turned from the Path of Light.” Master Daystar sighed lightly to himself, and the boy stiffen. He knew the name Flame. Flame was a very bad person. Flame had hurt him in every way possible.

“I had one of the Doctors check him out,” said Key. “He appears to be about sixteen years old, and in good health. He is a little underfed and has a few cuts and bruises that he refuses to let anyone touch, but other then that he is okay. I know that you will have one of your students check him out when you get him to his new home.”

‘Home?’ thought the boy, panicked. ‘They are going to take me to another place, that is not home. My home is the forest, not with them!’ He started to lash out and snarl at them. Key and his men moved to stop him, but Master Daystar signaled for them to halt.

“You are correct Key,” said Master Daystar, “Eclipse has already expressed his desire to take him under his wing.” Key seemed shocked by this.

“Master Daystar,” said Key. “ I know that Eclipse is suppose to be a great Mage, but he is a Darkness Mage, how can he help him?” Key pointed to the boy who was still throwing his fit.

“His Power is new,” said Master Daystar. “So noone is able to show him how to control it from experience. Eclipse is my best student, even better then Flame, and nearly as good as me. He will do.” Key nodded his approval. If Master Daystar thought Eclipse could do it, he would not doubt the greatest Mage on Earth.

“Then that is settled.” said Key. “Are you ready to take him now?” Key was ready to get the boy off his hands. He was causing a great amount of trouble amongst the fighters, like him and his men. He did not need this so close to the up and coming battles. Master Daystar could train the boy to be able to control his powers. It was only the seals that Master Daystar had given them, that was keeping the boy from breaking out now.

“Not yet Key,” said Master Daystar. “There is something that must be done first.”

“What is that Master?” asked Key, perplexed. He had no idea what was up Master Daystar’s sleeve. Master Daystar’s eyes twinkled with light.

“He must be named, of course,” said Master Daystar. “We can not just have a new Mage without a name.” He laughed at this, which caused the boy to look at the man again. He had never been called anything but boy or child by people, now they wanted him to be called something else? Why did he need to be called by a name in a place he didn’t want to be. “But what to name him is the problem.” finished Master Daystar.

“Well, his mother was an Ice Mage and his father a Fire Mage,” said Key.

“Yes,” sighed Master Daystar. “I have heard his story. The first hybrid to ever be born. Most of them die and kill their mothers when the time come. But for some reason, he lived. And he developed a new form of magic. Gentlemen, you are looking at the one and only Storm Mage.” Everyone but Daystar and Key gasped. A Storm Mage?! Nothing like that had ever been heard or seem before. The boy stopped fighting and looked at Daystar again.

‘Storm Mage?’ he thought. ‘Is that what they call my powers to make it rain or lightning? Storm Mage?’ He cocked his head to the side and stared at Daystar, who was the most interesting person in the room.

“Yes, my dear fellows,” said Daystar. “He most likely will be the only one of his kind to ever be. So he must be trained. But to be trained, he must be inducted into the Society of Mages. And to do that, he must have a name.”

“Stormy?” suggested one of the men.

“Thunder?” said another.

“Wild Lightning,” laughed Key. The other men chuckled at this, but the boy and Daystar remained serious. Daystar was looking into his eyes, trying to figure it out.

“Perhaps he already has a name,” said Daystar, approaching the pen. The boy stood up and went toward the edge.

“Hold it, Master Daystar,” said Key, stopping the old man from advancing. “ He is quite vicious, some of my men are out due to his attempts at escape. And he hasn’t said a word since he has been here.”

“I think, even at my age, I can hold myself off against an untrained boy, no matter how powerful he might be,” replied Daystar. Key sighed, but moved from his advancing path. Daystar now stood in front of the boy who was a few inches shorter then him. “My child, do you have a name?” The boy shook his head. He didn’t have one, he had no need for one. “Then we must figure one out for you. Now what would you like your name to be?” asked Daystar kindly.

The boy thought for a moment. He searched his memory for a words he liked. Then he came upon a nice memory, an approaching storm that he did not cause. The clouds going from fluffy white to dark gray in seconds. Then rain falling from them in heavy drops unto his parched lips. Those clouds were in his memory for ever. So strong and beautiful, just like one should be.

“Stormcloud,” the boy said in a musical voice. “My name is Stormcloud.” Key and his men gasped in shock at the boy speaking, but Daystar just chuckled.

“Well Stormcloud,” he said. “It is time for us to go to your new home and meet some more people that will help you.” Daystar held out his hand to Stormcloud who nearly took it, but then remembered this man was going to take him even further from his forest. He could not allow that. He smacked the man’s hand and began his thrashings a new, hurting his arm badly in his tantrum.

“Told you he is wild,” hissed Key. “I think we should tranquilize him like before to transport him.” Key moved to signal his men to get the drug, when Daystar stopped him.

“You are forgetting who you are dealing with Key,” said Daystar. Key nodded at the old Master, who again approached the ragging boy.

Stormcloud looked at the man, who raised his hand at him, concentrating on him. He was coming closer, and Stormcloud was about to strike again, when he suddenly felt drowsy. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep for hours. He didn’t know why, he just felt like it. He dropped to the ground ungracefully and fell asleep on the dirt floor.

“He shall remain unconscious for hours,” said Daystar.

“He will hopefully be more calm once he wakes up, or your students are going to get one hell of a work out.” said Key, opening the door to retrieve the boy. Key picked Stormcloud up and carried the boy outside to Daystar’s awaiting car.

“It is not them I worry about,” whispered Daystar to noone. He looked solemn for moment, before moving after Key and his newest student.

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Stormcloud awoke in a nice cozy place. It smelt nice, like flowers, and was so comfortable that he just wanted to remain where he was, even if he didn’t know exactly where he was. He snuggled back in the nice place, to hear a deep chuckle coming from near his feet. He at first wanted to go back to sleep and ignore it, but when the chuckle moved to his head and started to touch his hair, he awoke ready to fight. When he jumped up he came face to face with the most handsome man he had ever seen.

The man had long black hair that was smooth and shiny, held in a pony tail. He had golden eyes that reflected amusement and joy. His body was under hidden under a long sleeve black shirt and pants, but it was more developed then Stormcloud’s own, yet still slender. He looked at the man, his want to attack dulled at seeing the chuckle.

“I see you are finally awake,” he said in a thick sweet voice, like honey. Another chuckle escaped his lips. Stormcloud cocked his head at the man. “Your stronger then I was told. That spell should have kept you out for at least three more hours. But I am not complaining or anything, the sooner your up, the sooner I can get to work on you.” He again touched Stormcloud’s head, attempting to untangle a twig from his messy hair. He pulled a little too strongly, which caused Stormcloud to hiss and jerk back. The man let go, and smiled again.

“I was told you were a feisty one,” he laughed. “Which just makes it more fun. Just save some of that energy for training, alright? Now, I am going to get you some food before I help you clean up. How does that sound to you?” Before Stormcloud could answer, his stomach growled loudly. He held it, and looked like a lost puppy at the man. The man laughed again. “I will take that as a yes. One meal, coming up. Just stay in bed until I get back. I was told you weren’t the most calm person, but you seem calm enough to me. I won’t lock the door, so don’t make me regret it?” Stormcloud nodded his head. He felt too sleepy to want to move too much anyway, and weak from lack of food. He figured that the man was not alone in this place. He cuddled back down as the man smiled and left the room through a door a few feet from his feet.

He took in his surroundings. He was in what Flame had told him was a bed, and under a few blankets. The nice smell was coming from flowers in a vase on a table with another vase that had an odd covering and was giving out light. He thought he remembered being told it was called a lamp. On the other side of the bed was a large window that showed the sun rising on a garden. He saw a man dressed in green with brown hair moving about it. Stormcloud kicked off his coverings and walked to the window to look out.

He missed the outside. He wanted to go out again, but things kept getting in his way. He thought about going through the unlocked door or breaking the barrier holding him back from the garden. But he then remembered the man that had made him sleep, the one getting food, and the one outside. If he tried to run, one or all would catch him. He dropped to the floor about to cry, when he heard the door open.

“I thought I said you were suppose to stay in bed?” said the man, with a hint of anger in his voice. Stormcloud looked at him, his eyes brimming with defeat and tears. The man instantly forgot his anger and gave a sad smile. “Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He was holding a tray that had odd looking shapes on it that were omitting a strange smell. The man placed the tray on the table then went over to Stormcloud. He smiled again, then gently lifted him from the ground. Stormcloud wiggled in the man’s grasp, wanting down. He broke free, and fell painfully on the carpeted floor. He rose quickly and tried to run, but the man caught his wrist. Stormcloud again tried to break free, but would have been too weak to at full strength.

“Let go,” he said, his voice cracking. The man shook his hand, and lead him back to his bed, were he sat him down, then crouched on his knees. “Want to go out.” said Stormcloud. “Hate this place.” He spoke more to this man then to anyone in his life. Normally he said only one or two words. Flame had said it was cute how he talked like a baby, he didn’t want to remember Flame.

“I know you want out,” he smiled, sadly. “And soon, I will let you go outside. But right now you need to eat, get clean, and rest some more. I also have to explain some things to you about who you are, and why you were wanted.” The man smiled, and Stormcloud just cocked his head at him.

“What’s your name?” he asked the man sitting next to him.

“Oh, yeah I should have told you,” he said, laughing and scratching his head. “My name is Eclipse.”

“Stormcloud,” he whispered. Eclipse nodded, knowing that was already his name.

“And now Stormcloud,” Eclipse said. “It is time for breakfast!” He moved Stormcloud closer to the tray and handed him a fork. Stormcloud held the item curiously in his hand, and looked at the tray with the odd colors and lumps. “Dig in!” said Eclipse.

“Food?” asked Stormcloud, pointing to the tray.

“I am guessing you haven’t been to many diners in the forest,” said Eclipse. “Yeah the yellow stuff is scrambled eggs, the brown tubes are pork sausages, and the brown triangles are toast. I also brought you some milk and juice, not knowing what you would like better.”After explaining what everything was, Stormcloud still look confused.

“Food?” he said, pointing to the fork.

“No, that is a fork,” said Eclipse. “Maybe I should help you.” He took the fork from Stormcloud and cut up his eggs with it. He took a bit and placed it near Stormcloud’s lips. “Open up and eat it.” said Eclipse.

Stormcloud gave him another look, but obeyed. The eggs, as Eclipse called them, were like nothing he had every had. The tasted fluffy and slimly, and were quite good. Next, Eclipse gave him some of the sausage, which he guessed was a type of meat he had never had before. It was cooked, but not bad. The toast was dry and made him thirsty, so Eclipse gave him the glasses of juice and milk to try. Soon, most of his breakfast was gone, and he had attempted to use the fork a few times. Each time he ended up dropping it, but Eclipse would just smile, pick it up, clean it off, and hand it back to him to try again.

Finally, the food was gone and Stormcloud felt full.

“You seem to be doing okay,” Eclipse said. “But Master Daystar’s spell is probably still in affect a bit. I am going to wait a little while before doing anything else.” As if his words were a hot lance poking flesh, Stormcloud felt less tired and his initial anger surged forth. He turned to Eclipse who up to this point had been sweet and easy going. He snarled at the man. “Easy Stormcloud.” Eclipse attempted to grab Stormcloud’s wrist to keep him still in case of a fit, but the boy wouldn’t have any of it. He snapped and bit Eclipse’s shoulder in the struggle for dominance and then made a dash for the door.

“Damn it,” was Eclipse first response to the bite, but seeing Stormcloud’s current path quickly forgot the pain. “Darkness bind him,” he called, pointing his right index finger at the speeding Stormcloud. As soon as the words left his lips, dark light appeared from out of thin air and formed manacles around Stormcloud’s wrists and ankles, binding them together. The sudden binding caused him to fall on the floor. In the moment of surprise, Eclipse took full advantage of his shock to move by his side. Eclipse tried to pick him up, but his twisting and gnarling made it impossible.

“Stormcloud, don’t force me to do something I don’t wish,” warned Eclipse, but Stormcloud ignored it. With a sigh, he waved his right hand over the twitching boy and then Stormcloud fell completely limp like a rag doll. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t move, not even his mouth. “I did warn you.” Was all Eclipse said as he picked him up and moved him back to the bed.

“I am a Mage,” said Eclipse, sitting down beside Stormcloud. “So are you. Only difference is our powers and our training. I am a Darkness Mage, meaning I have the powers over the shadows, night, and as you have seen parts of the humans. I can read minds and destroy them, as well as take control of both mind and body. Besides Darkness, their were seven other Mage categories, which were Light, Fire, Air, Water, Earth, Ice, and Metal. The last six are elemental, and are pretty easy to guess what they have power over. Light, like Master Daystar, have the power over light, day, healing, some mind control, future sight, and movement.” He paused for a moment and looked to see if Stormcloud was paying any attention. By the furious look on his face, Eclipse didn’t guess so, but knowing not what else to do, he continued with the story.

“You, my friend, are very special. You are a new breed of Mage, a Storm Mage, which we think means you have complete control over the weather. You came about by a miracle. Your father was a Fire Mage, and your mother an Ice Mage. Normally children of mix unions die, if they are too different, like Fire and Ice. Some from other unions live, but don’t have Mage abilities. But as I said, you are very special.” Eclipse had finished his story, and was letting his charge soak it all in. But Stormcloud had no attention on doing that. He was burning with rage. His eyes clouded over, and the sky outside the window started to also. Lightning flashed and thundered roared. The man outside looked at the sky shocked, then ran for cover. Eclipse noticed the weather, then Stormcloud.

“Stop it,” he hissed, his voice harsher then it had been even when he was trying to stop him earlier. Stormcloud nearly did out of shock of the handsome man’s tone, but was to angry to consider it. “You will not like what I must do to you if you don’t.” Stormcloud again did not heed his warning.

Eclipse closed his narrowing eyes. Stormcloud all of a sudden felt tremendous pain in his head. His mind was being overloaded with information of things he had never seen nor felt. It was too much, and he lost all concentration on the storm he had been creating. The clouds outside dispersed and the sky was back to its cheerful blue. The thoughts faded away, but the pain was still there. He had to whimper in the agony of his head.

“I am very sorry,” said Eclipse, pulling the limp boy’s head to rest in his lap. “But you gave me no choice. You are untrained, and your powers could hurt somebody. That is why you are here, to learn to control them.” Stormcloud listened that time, but couldn’t care. He wanted the pain to go away, and his wish was granted as he fell into blissful oblivion again.

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When Stormcloud awoke for the second time, he was still in the room he had first awoken in, but the person was different.

It was still a male, but his body type was closer to Stormcloud with the small dancer like build. He was shorter then Eclipse and had light blue hair that was held back in a short ponytail and matching eyes, and a very warm smile. His face was right in front of Stormcloud’s and if he hadn’t still been under Eclipse’s spells, he would have slashed the boys face.

“Greetings new comer,” the boy said to Stormcloud, with a musical like quality to his voice. “I am Sky, the Air Mage, and up till now the most recent student of the great Master Daystar.” If he expected Stormcloud to answer, he was disappointed. But Sky’s chipper mood could not be dampened. “I am very pleased to meet the infamous Storm Mage.” He jumped to his feet and gave a deep bow, as if addressing royalty, not a frozen wild child, then climbed back on the bed.

“Sky, calm down,” said a serene voice from out of Stormcloud’s field of vision. Luckily, he moved closer to the boys, so Stormcloud could catch a glimpse of him.

He was taller, taller then even Eclipse had been, but still very lithe, almost as lithe as Sky and Stormcloud. He had dark blue hair the curled till the ends of his shoulder blades and green-grey-blue eyes, the color of the sea on a peaceful day. His face was perfectly sculpted and very neutral in expression.

“Of course Wave,” sang Sky. “I was just so excited to meet our newest friend.” He again gave a warm smile, this time directed at Wave, who couldn’t help but return a small one back.

“I understand your enthusiasm,” chided Wave, as if he was speaking to a child. “But after all the trouble he caused Eclipse this morning, you should know better then to mess with him. We do not know how much longer the spells will last, and I would be very upset to see you hurt.” He gave Sky a caring glance that made the boy feel guilty at causing such concern, so he removed himself from Stormcloud’s side. “If you wish to help him, go and tell Master Daystar and Eclipse he is awake.” Sky nodded eagerly and began to skip away, until Wave gently caught and pulled at his arm, bringing him into a tight embrace and leaning down to give Sky a kiss on his lips that lasted a few moments. Finally they parted, and Sky set out on his mission.

Stormcloud was slightly confused at that. He had seen humans kissing before, but always a man and a woman, except for when Flame had done it to him, and he hated the feeling of Flame’s lips on any part of his body. Wave noticed his looks and his eyes slightly darkened in controlled anger.

“I know you probably aren’t use to relationships of any sort,” he said, his voice colder then when he had spoken with Sky. “And if you have seen one, I predict it was between a male and female. Even if that was the case, I warn you that in our training group, many of the males are in serious relationships with other males.” Wave didn’t mean to sound harsh, but he was use to the hateful looks outside of the compound from those who didn’t know he was a Mage. With Mages, it was often expected that they would fall in love with one of the same sex, as Mages were trained by division of sex and power level. Do to that fact, and since no children ever sprang from unions of normal humans and Mages, or Mages of different branches that held Mage abilities, it was perfectly acceptable for them to prefer their own sex. But Wave still saw the menacing glares that followed him and his sweet little lover on the streets, and other couples like them. He himself didn’t care, but the hurt look on Sky’s face was enough to make him lose his calm composer.

Stormcloud didn’t understand Wave’s anger or explanation, but as he was still frozen he couldn’t voice any comment. But he was certain if he wasn’t frozen he would have attacked Wave by now.

Before any other conversation could occur, the door opened reveling Sky, followed by Master Daystar, Eclipse, and a new male. The new male was Eclipse’s height, but was of more bulky muscle mass with rust colored hair that was cut close to his head and iron like eyes. He held a sword in his right hand that was at ease, and was sweating slightly.

Eclipse also had a sword at ease. His hair was now in a messy bun at the nape of his neck, and he was shirtless, showing off his slightly scarred skin and the bandage on his shoulder were Stormcloud had bitten him earlier.

Master Daystar was no different from last night, except his robe was a pastel orange, and his long hair braided.

“Ah, Stormcloud has awoken from his nap,” smiled Master Daystar. “But it seems Eclipse’s little spells are still lingering, and from what I can see will remain so for a while longer if he chooses not to remove them.”

“I am sorry Master,” said Eclipse. “But he gave me no choice. It is easier on his body then your spells are, and if I didn’t he may have escaped and hurt one of the Mages here.” Eclipse was trying to justify his actions he deemed wrong, while the others saw them as necessary precautions. That just assured Master Daystar’s mind that Eclipse was right to teach Stormcloud.

“Do not worry Eclipse,” he said. “I was just complementing you on how powerful your spells had become.” Eclipse blushed slightly while Sky gave him a pat on the back and a slight cheer that made Master Daystar smile.

“What do you propose we do, Master?” questioned the level-headed Wave.

“If you would be kind enough to bathe him Wave, and then bring him to my study afterwards so Eclipse can remove the spells, I would be most grateful,” replied Master Daystar. “And if Sky would tell the cook to delay lunch by a hour or so.” Sky eagerly nodded and was on his way.

“Eclipse and Copper,” he said turning to Eclipse and the new man, “Please alert the others to this change and meet me back in my study as soon as possible.” They nodded and left. Master Daystar bowed to Stormcloud and Wave, before leaving himself.

Wave picked up Stormcloud from the bed and moved him into another room Stormcloud had never seen. In it was a white stone floor that had many odd gadgets on it. Wave gently put him in a large white stone basin that had silver knobs and a hose at one end. When he was down, Wave removed Stormcloud’s loincloth, much to Wave’s own embarrassment. Stormcloud didn’t care as he was use to being nude, and Wave threw the dirty thing in the trash.

With that, he turned on the knobs that made water flow from the hose. The water was very warm and pleasant. Wave added soapy bubbles to it. Once the basin was full around Stormcloud, Wave used his magic to assist with the next part.

The water swirled around Stormcloud, keeping his limp form from falling into the basin and also rubbing gently at his body to remove the years of filth and dirt. The experience was so wonderful that Stormcloud even doubted he would have ran away if he could. The water gently caressed him, until he felt clean. He was sadden when Wave drained the water and dried him off with a big fluffy piece of cloth. He sat him on a stone chair and wrapped the cloth around him. Wave set to task what Eclipse had started that morning, Stormcloud’s hair.

Though mostly clean, it still had clumps of things and tangles in it. Wave’s hands were softer and more nimble then Eclipse’s, so he had an easier time removing the bits and pieces, and smoothing out the tangles as much as possible with his hands. Once a small pile of twigs and a few stones were piled on the floor, Wave took a stiff brush to his head.

The pain made Stormcloud whimper as his hair was pulled hard because of the tangles. Wave gave a sympathetic look, but kept right on brushing his hair as gently as possible. After a few minutes struggle, the hair turned silky and smooth under Wave’s careful hands. When it was brushed enough to please Wave, he braided it and tied it off with a silk ribbon, the color of Stormcloud’s eyes.

After he was done with the boy’s hygiene, Wave carried him and put him back on the bed while he shifted through some doors to find some clothing. The room wasn’t normally used, but someone had recently stocked it with clothing close to Stormcloud’s size. Wave was able to find a pair of boxer shirts and baggy soft grey sleeping pants, in which he dressed Stormcloud with. That done, he finally took Stormcloud to Master Daystar’s study, which wasn’t occupied at the moment.

Master Daystar’s study was easily twice, if not more times, luxurious then the room that Stormcloud had just left. It was filled with rich colored wood cabinets that contained everything from books to weaponry. A large desk set in the middle of the room, surrounded by several overstuffed arm chairs. A large fire place was off to one side of the room, but as it was a warm season, it wasn’t burning. Deep red carpeting covered the floors, and golden candle holders were placed throughout. The light was coming from a large overhead one that was slight dimmed to give the impression of an olden day study.

Wave gently put Stormcloud into one of the chairs. After making sure he was comfortable, he left to find Master Daystar.

Stormcloud was curious about the room and his heart was still beating with rage he couldn’t express, but his body was still tired and the comfort and warmth from the chair was getting to him. He closed his eyes and quickly returned to his sleeping state.

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