re, they didn't question it. They knew that Noble could be quite dramatic sometimes since he was his mother person

s the utmost feeling of dread. He could fell the pain of something. That something pushed his curiosity to the edge of the cliff of his mind, yet also his common sens

s never left the entrance to the unknown world beyond his reach. Noble was mentally frustrated. There was something calling o

lips from the disgusting touch of Mylo's lips while Mylo had smirked at his abr

ut it since the first of school." Mylo questioned No

e tried to answer,

S, so spill it, pumpkin before we

crazy?" Noble stuttered, glancing bac

hat?" Mylo asked befo

ontinued,"Ever since this mornin

oned, getting a little too close to

e I said before. I also heard a voice calling out for help, and well, I feel useless. It's not stopping, and I can't stand that I can't

't exactly pinpoint what they felt about his explanation that they most likely didn't

. . ." Dal

ha

g in that head o

re Noble could answer, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder, grinning like a mad man,"I guess if

ot believing a word out f his best friend's mouth. His grey e

ower to not screech in pure happiness. He wasn't a Beast dud after all! He wasn't as useless as

ol anymore. He friends gasped in surprise as their scrawny best friend darted into the white forest, no chance of stopping anytime soon. Noble needed to go. He could feel his friends

know if it was going to be good karma or bad karma for the day. At least he rested quite well last night, but had a awful cramp in his hind leg. So

didn't think it would be such an big deal. He had cramps before, and nothing too bad tur

nd he was the size of a normal tiger, yet he was so young. He could of sworn he was bigger than his father, from what he can remember. Looking back at those memories of his deceased family, he couldn't help but frown. T

In his human form, he could sometimes watch villagers do these types of laying and sitting back up. After awhile, he started to notice an change in his lower stomach.

he pushed himself towards. It showed when he hunted his prey, once a hard task turning into a play game to him. He glanced over to the rotting deer in the corner of the cave.

now blasted into the air as he sneezed, but Raja thought nothing of it. He just continued to take his daily walk around the w

no, no, no He kept repeating in his head. his fur stood on end while his tail whipped around wildly. If he could cry, he would be bursting into big ba

the last five years, he had been to little to no social interaction, and nature decided it was time that his wall he built was to be fated to crash down. The snow storm, the bad feeling he felt fro

r his words since he was his true form, a lion. As much as he was powerful, nothing can go against the power of nature. Raja learned that the hard way, and

f the cold. He was a proud Snow Lion. Why would be cold? In fact, why would he be scared? He was, he hated to admit to

sion inside the rough snowstorm brewing around him. His nuzzle was shielded by massive paws, but

a vil

directly into his blue eyes, light, almost, shining in his moon grey eyes. Raja felt like he could through the lion and straight into his soul. Raja almost huffed at how

lifting his hands from his paws. Light, pale fingers ran through his mane, and Raja purred with no regret. The boy shot him a weak smile, no

ually responding to his touch. No human had made the move to become even feet close to him, yet this small, frail boy had more confidence than any other? Worry suddenly overtook the white lion

irection. At first the boy looked at the lion in a confused sta

- " Cough

for balance. He also nuzzled his face into the grey fur of his mane, and Raja fought the urge to purr deep within his throat. Why was he acting like this? Did this boy mean som

He felt energy surge through his system as he rushed pass trees at a speed he had never thought he would successfully accomplish. A

r was stained with blood, all he wanted was this boy to be saved or at least live to see the light of another day. Changing into his human form, he easily picked the boy with

ated. He ran past villagers who gasped in surprise, but Raja continued forth. He found a big building and decided that this was reasonable to leave his boy at. Raja growled protectively, praying that he wou

lipped off his white fur jacket and wrapped it around the sleeping boy. His scarf caught his eye, so he decided

r of the scarf held a name,"No. . . ble?" Was that his name? Raja tried it out a few times out loud, and soon he felt like it was perfect for the boy. Raja wrapp

grabbed his muscular s

xt. His big blue eyes looked back at the boy

in the room prevented Noble from opening his aching eyes. When he was able to, he was honest to himself. He felt like crap. His grey eyes repeatedly blinked until they were comfortable enough to stay open

oble jumped. When his grey eyes glanced to the stranger, he fo

nknown jacket to him. He felt a odd, cal

"Your mother found you at the school entrance passed out. She's been caring to your needs while you were out.

three days?!" Noble

ponded, pointing to the white fur coat. I glanced at it, and ran through my fingers through th

ha

and me in finding you quickly. But like the goddesses and gods that listened to our prayers, you w

ere?" I asked, my voi

of the school like you were some piece of very valuable jewelry. He said that he covered you in his jacket, and I assume that he took your scarf. He seemed very fond of it," Daley gig

always see a flash of blue, very bright blue, sometimes. It was mesmerizing, and Noble felt his cheeks t

was