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The sounds of the prison were muted, but my heightened bird hearing picked up every tiny echo, every shift in the eerie silence.
A soft murmur here, a whisper there.
But what made my feathers truly stand on end was the deep, unmistakable roar that resonated through the very air around me.
It was close, too close.
Panic set in, and I hastily took to the air, my wings beating rapidly.
The very tips of my primary feathers tingled with every stroke as if electricity coursed through them.
But as I ascended, a vast shadow loomed over me, and a fierce growl rumbled through the atmosphere.
Before I could process what was happening, a massive tarigon, Ashale’s tiger-like spirit animal, lunged at me.
The creature was colossal, its body covered in black and golden stripes that shimmered in the ethereal light.
Its six powerful legs ended in sharp, deadly claws.
And from its two front legs, it slashed at me in a quick, predatory movement.
My heart raced, pumping faster than ever. Each rapid thud felt like a miniature explosion within my frail bird body.
My vision, though clearer and sharper than that of my human form, seemed overwhelmed by the rush of colors and sensations.
The glint of the tarigon’s claws, the terrifying maw filled with sharp teeth, and the ferocity in its eyes all painted a picture of imminent doom.
Instinct took over, and I banked hard to the left, narrowly evading the tarigon’s deadly swipe.
The wind gusted sharply against my wings, every feather vibrating from the close call.
The tarigon’s musk, intense and wild, filled my nostrils.
Another roar echoed, sending tremors down my spine.
The world was a whirl of chaotic sensations: the chilling touch of the air, the cacophony of growls and wing beats, the sharp tang of fear in my mouth, and the intense hues of our mental prison.
Then, from the far reaches of this mental construct, a calm voice broke through the maelstrom:
“Nova, summon another creature.”
It was Ashale, communicating through our shared psychic bond.
The urgency in his voice was unmistakable.
I needed to act and fast.
Taking a deep, steadying breath — or as close to one as my bird form could manage — I began to focus, trying to pull another spirit animal to my aid. The tarigon was powerful, but together, Ashale and I could face any challenge.
But what to summon?
In this place of heightened emotion and danger, I would need to think quickly.
My next choice could very well dictate our fate within this spectral prison.
* * *
I could feel it: the shift in weight, the surge of raw power.
