The Wyngling Who Wasn't... a Warptide Tale

Pollux was unhappy. As the other young Wyngrew gathered to play in the leaves and run around and make noise, he'd tried to join them in their raucous games, but they often left when he approached and went somewhere else. Perhaps they were put off by his overly boisterous advances, or maybe they sensed there was something odd about the little brown Wyngling who often seemed to talk to himself, when he thought no one could see him.

The sun was setting, painting the already colorful autumn landscape with even more vibrant hues of orange and purple. As Pollux padded along, he sensed a familiar presence beside him. 'Don't feel bad. It's such a pretty day, and the weather is nice! It's not too cold and it's not too hot.' 

Pollux watched Kastor bound around him on impossibly light paws. To him, Kastor looked like a Wyngling like himself, but where Pollux had claws, Kastor had soft paws, and had claws where Pollux's paws were. But only Pollux could see him. He used to talk about Kastor all the time. However after awhile, he became aware of his parents' slightly worried looks, and so he stopped. Lately he never mentioned his imaginary brother to anyone, and would not talk back to him when others were around. Kastor seemed to sense something was wrong too, and he'd vanish, only to return when Pollux was alone again. But Pollux knew he was always there, even when he couldn't be seen. "I know..." Pollux answered, slightly glumly.

'Well I'll always be happy to play with you. Come race with me brother!' Kastor always seemed to know the best way to cheer him up. He bounded one more circle around Pollux, then took off across the field. Pollux perked his ears up, the gleam coming back to his mismatched eyes, and dug in his claws. In a moment he was flying along the ground after his brother. His hind claws cut into the crisp autumn ground, sending up tufts of grass and propelling him forward until he was catching up. "I'm going to beat you this time!" Pollux laughed. Kastor laughed back, and the ground was a blur beneath them, and the trees of the forest's edge streaked by in flashes of light and shadow. Revelling in the boundless energy of youth, Pollux didn't notice that the sun had gone down and the land was growing dark... nor did he pay any heed to the eerie green glow that bathed him and the ground as he chased after his brother, who always seemed to stay just a little bit ahead...

(to be continued, possibly.)

Pollux's info sheet, more of his background is listed here if anyone's interested:


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