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Date Posted: 22:33:11 02/02/02 Sat
Author: ~~~
Subject: The Name

*Two large black Derrva watch patiently from red overhangs as their long electric tails soar through the dark night sky. The shimmering glimpses of speeding electricity shine in the two yellow eyes of the Kierrn below. She watches them calmly, her body long and lanky with slightly muscular shoulders well practiced for the events this evening. Her paws are short, but clench with determination as she begins her ascention of the tallest red cliff... in search of a name. A name, a trivial meaningless word except for the fact that in truth, a name means everything. It defines who you are, defines how you act, defines how people think of you. A name cannot be chosen so quickly and then tossed aside if unwanted. A name is forever.
The Kierrn shrugs her shoulders back then clasps both paws upon the lowest rock. Giving a quick heave she pulls herself up so that her hind paws rest upon the lowest edge, and her fore paws now grasp a higher one. Yet again she pulls and she makes her way up, a bit of the reddish dirt falls into her eye but she shakes her head swiftly and removes it. Again she rises and her shoulder muscules cringes slightly, not from the small effort so far but the agnoizing realization of the efforts to go. But the name will be reached at the top of this mountain and so the mountain she must climb.
She continues up for at least two hours, her muscules agonizing every pull she makes. Her tail flisks desperately behind her, feeling the high, cool air and accepting it wearily. Her arms shake with exertion but upwards she continues to climb, her every movement sending her abused nerves alight with firey pain. She clenches her teeth and continues onward, for another good three hours. She makes it to 5 feet from the top. She cannot move. Clinging desperately to the side of the red rock cliff her red and black sides heave, the Kierrn is out of breath. She glances upwards, her long muzzle pointing in the direction she wished to go but couldn't... and why was she doing this? All for a name, a simple name, a word that she would be recognized as... A word she could bear with pride and say "This is my name!" A name she would have forever. Wild adrenaline rips through her blood, a strangled howl leaves her thrat and she throws herself upwards, and grasps the final edge. She grips it with her short forepaws and pulls, with all her might, her muscles searing with dangerous agony, the training she had given them completely gone.
And then she rises, rises with strength she didn't know was within her. She rises and collapses on the top ledge of the mountain, and she lays there.
But only for a moment, struggling to her paws she stands, and glimpses the world around her... darkened by Night she cannot see much, but merely breathes the cool air and smiles. She slowly lifts her arms out to this dark world, and takes the darkness into her body. She raises her voice as well, singing to whomever would listen. The words have no real understood meaning, but are simply sung for the sake of singing.

Katala guandi shara, Katala gomoroza, kipa, kipa, shamalatidora. Kayfa, Kayfa, shamalatidora. Pekashami shetsukami, shamalatidora! Pekantidor tekavinasa rejakantir... Shamalatidora!

*Yet again the unsensible words rip from her mouth, this time in the language of her planet*

Show Yourself Namer, Show Sense and Determination, keep, keep, leading me. Arise Arise, leading me. Good fortunate awaits thee, leading me. Praise unending guidence... Leading Me!

*At the end of her song a volcano erupts in the night air. She turns towards it, and watches the billowy smoke rise from the massive molten fire. She smiles warmly as then a firey comet soars overhead, and she raises a paw to follow it's lighted path. Her head then jerks back to where she had once looked as the sun begins to rise. She howls welcome to it's light and heat. Nodding to the Unnamed Namer who has spoken without words, she hereby accepts the name of Flame... and begins her descent back down to the Earth.*

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