A continuation of this piece -- https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46825415/ -- once again done by Diaszoom
It was a pleasure working with her again.
Friday, December 16th, 2011
Real World Moon Phase = Last Quarter
Time Since The Shift = 6 Hours, 34 Minutes
The Wanderer's Plains, Digital World
"One more time?" Alex held his paw out as he asked the question.
Though reluctance was clear in his expression, Kudamon nodded. As before, he got no closer than several feet before the device sounded the same beeping alarm, and glowed just as bright as before.
"We should not do this overmuch, Alex." Kudamon said as he moved the device away. "Remember what Seraphimon told us."
"I didn't forget.” A few moments later, he added, “I'm just worried."
"I understand, but if things turn dire, that is what I am here for."
Though he wanted to argue, Alex let Kudamon win and stayed silent for a time, his attention wandering across the plains. Two visible glitches were in the distance, one of which was phasing in and out what appeared to be a Roman-style stone column. Gomamon’s words returned to his thoughts as he eyed them.
Kudamon, meanwhile, noticed what Alex’s attention was on, and spoke up. “I greatly doubt the glitches of these plains will help our situation.”
“Never hurts to hope, though.”
Kudamon changed the subject with his reply. “Have you considered telling one of the others, Jude maybe, of this?”
“...No.”
“An extra ally, and helping hand, would do us much better in the long term than hope alone.”
“...Yeah, but, I don’t think his attitude would hold up if he saw me like this.”
“I believe it might. Do not discount Candlemon either. He and I have seen much more than you or Jude.”
“I guess.” Alex continued after a moment. “The others?”
“Dracomon is a possibility. Graham…”
“He seems alright to me.” Alex said when Kudamon stalled.
“But could we trust that he would not speak openly about this when we are not around?”
That question got Alex to stall, and rethink, his answer. “The fewer people I have to tell about this at all, the better.”
“Then, for now, I would simply keep the idea in mind. If your thoughts change, we should approach Jude and Candlemon first. I will do the talking if you do not feel fully comfortable by then.”
Alex nodded in response.
The half hour of quiet that followed allowed the digital sun to sink towards the horizon, and the sky to begin to shift in color. Despite not wanting to tell the others, Alex found himself unable to drop the thought of at least Candlemon enjoying the revelation and saying his lips, or what passed for them, would be sealed.
Some time later, Alex’s device made a noise. “A message from Shelly,” Kudamon said. “She wishes to know where we are. Bokomon and Bearmon too.”
“Uh, I guess…”
“We are exploring outside of town?”
“That works.”
Kudamon responded accordingly, and another message followed within seconds. “She says we should not be outside of town after nightfall, according to Bokomon.”
“Can’t really help it,” Alex said, his gaze on his paws and pelt as he spoke.
“In that case…” Kudamon responded, how exactly Alex didn’t know, but the response was once again quick. “She wants to know if we are planning something.”
“Aside from where we should settle for the night, not really.”
“The cave I showed you before will suit our needs. Food and water however… Is your hunger showing?”
Alex shook his head, adding, “Thankfully, no. You?”
“The cave is close enough to a few locations where others gather to feed or collect for themselves. We can do the same.”
“Works for me.”
Kudamon nodded, and replied to Shelly’s message. “Bokomon is responding,” he said when another message came in. Kudamon replied again, and another message came in. He responded again, speaking after he was done. “Bokomon was asking why I am speaking for you.”
“Oh. What did you tell him?”
“That we are practicing emergency scavenging, and that you are busy gathering what we need.”
Alex nodded. “Okay. Hope that satisfies him, and the others.”
“We shall see.” Both Alex and Kudamon kept quiet, Alex hoping no response would come.
One did.
“Bokomon is replying again. He says the guard of Berg is relocating a few of their best to this area.”
“Huh. Did he say who?”
“No, but the ones that operate outside of town are among our best, as Ryudamon told you.”
“So, we shouldn’t worry?”
“We should keep out of sight, of course, but worry? No.”
Feeling some relief from his partner’s words, a few seconds later, Alex remembered, “What about the device? They can track us with that.”
“If we are within a mile of the others, and out here, we are not.”
“Oh, right. I forgot.”
“Still, we should make our way to the cave soon. We will not make it before nightfall now, but the area is safe and open enough otherwise.”
The digital sun fully set before what felt like half the distance to the cave was covered. As the final reds on the horizon disappeared, leaving a full digital moon in the night sky, the canine-like nightvision Alex no longer had was made up for by the moonlight. Kudamon’s white and gold fur took on a brighter, almost metallic, sheen when it fell on him; Alex’s pelt only brightened where the moonlight fell.
Glitches continued to appear within Alex’s view as he and Kudamon kept pace. Within one, the base of a living tree; another a suspended bowl-like collection of water; another still a pile of stone debris.
“These glitches won’t appear within the cave, will they?”
“If they do, as Gomamon and Bokomon told you, avoid getting too close. They will correct themselves after a time.”
Alex didn’t reply. His thoughts went back to the device. So far, Shelly and Bokomon hadn’t followed up, which he was thankful for. Kudamon, he observed, was glancing around at other things, often other creatures in the grass or in the air.
“That one looks friendly,” Alex said of one that looked like a partially cocooned butterfly worm with a bear-trap-like mouth.
“I do not know them well enough to confirm or deny that. Best not to stare at them for now.” Kudamon said as he looked ahead again. Alex silently obeyed, and the march continued.
After passing through a forested pocket of the plains, they crested another hill. In the distance, at last, Alex spotted the grand tree from earlier in the day; a few more hills were between them and their shelter for the night. The city of Berg was well in the distance, its lights and walls and gigantic castle thrusting an uncomfortable feeling of forced separation into Alex’s heart.
Doing his best to ignore it, he asked, “What first?”
“We make sure the cave is clear first.” Kudamon replied. “If it is, we get some water. After that, some lunar berries for the both of us.”
“Lunar berries?”
“Yes. You will know them when you see them.”
“And if the cave isn’t clear?”
“I will deal with it.”
After a time, they crested the hill holding the cave. Kudamon remained in front, heading for the tree, but before either of them reached it, a noise reached their ears.
Growling. Sustained, deep growling.
Alex felt the warmth of his skin drop at the noise. Kudamon, it seemed to him, remained calm, looked back, and told him, “Stay close, and keep quiet.” Now skulking their way forward, when Alex was near the tree, Kudamon spoke again. “Hold there.”
The growling soon sounded again, this time adding what sounded like a snarl. Alex’s pulse climbed in response. The hell is… No way Kudamon can take that thing.
“Remain calm, Alex,” Kudamon said, as though sensing his partner’s growing fear. A moment later, he was inching around the tree and towards the mouth of the cave; Alex poked his head around the tree to keep an eye on his partner.
Seconds later, they saw what was making the noise.
Out of the cave, into the moonlight, came the shape of a werewolf. A blue-striped and silver furred werewolf, wearing clothing akin to a biker or punk rocker. It’s imposing size, and the sight of its glowing yellow eyes and curled muzzle, made Alex jump back behind the tree; the fear that if he was seen by the new werewolf he would end up dead refused to leave his brain. Kudamon did not react the same way, instead backing up slowly until he too was on the other side of the tree.
“WereGarurumon,” Kudamon said as the sound of the creature’s paws disturbed the nearby grass. He glanced at the device, still wrapped with his tail, then said, “This is not good.”
It was too late for Alex to wish Kudamon hadn’t said that.
They heard the WereGarurumon change direction, coming closer to the tree and loudly sniffing the grass. Alex clasped shut his muzzle in response, refusing to let go until he heard the creature back off. What he heard afterward were its claws scrapping the stone of the cave’s top.
“Alex, listen carefully.” Kudamon began, his voice no louder than a whisper.
Before he could continue, the WereGarurumon howled. The noise shattered the silence of the night, and its tone was cold and spiteful, with a fearsomeness Alex had never heard before. In the pit of his stomach, it felt like the creature had discovered something it detested and wanted everything in earshot to know it.
“Retreat, now. And carefully.” Kudamon warned when Alex glanced down at him.
It was a pleasure working with her again.
Friday, December 16th, 2011
Real World Moon Phase = Last Quarter
Time Since The Shift = 6 Hours, 34 Minutes
The Wanderer's Plains, Digital World
"One more time?" Alex held his paw out as he asked the question.
Though reluctance was clear in his expression, Kudamon nodded. As before, he got no closer than several feet before the device sounded the same beeping alarm, and glowed just as bright as before.
"We should not do this overmuch, Alex." Kudamon said as he moved the device away. "Remember what Seraphimon told us."
"I didn't forget.” A few moments later, he added, “I'm just worried."
"I understand, but if things turn dire, that is what I am here for."
Though he wanted to argue, Alex let Kudamon win and stayed silent for a time, his attention wandering across the plains. Two visible glitches were in the distance, one of which was phasing in and out what appeared to be a Roman-style stone column. Gomamon’s words returned to his thoughts as he eyed them.
Kudamon, meanwhile, noticed what Alex’s attention was on, and spoke up. “I greatly doubt the glitches of these plains will help our situation.”
“Never hurts to hope, though.”
Kudamon changed the subject with his reply. “Have you considered telling one of the others, Jude maybe, of this?”
“...No.”
“An extra ally, and helping hand, would do us much better in the long term than hope alone.”
“...Yeah, but, I don’t think his attitude would hold up if he saw me like this.”
“I believe it might. Do not discount Candlemon either. He and I have seen much more than you or Jude.”
“I guess.” Alex continued after a moment. “The others?”
“Dracomon is a possibility. Graham…”
“He seems alright to me.” Alex said when Kudamon stalled.
“But could we trust that he would not speak openly about this when we are not around?”
That question got Alex to stall, and rethink, his answer. “The fewer people I have to tell about this at all, the better.”
“Then, for now, I would simply keep the idea in mind. If your thoughts change, we should approach Jude and Candlemon first. I will do the talking if you do not feel fully comfortable by then.”
Alex nodded in response.
The half hour of quiet that followed allowed the digital sun to sink towards the horizon, and the sky to begin to shift in color. Despite not wanting to tell the others, Alex found himself unable to drop the thought of at least Candlemon enjoying the revelation and saying his lips, or what passed for them, would be sealed.
Some time later, Alex’s device made a noise. “A message from Shelly,” Kudamon said. “She wishes to know where we are. Bokomon and Bearmon too.”
“Uh, I guess…”
“We are exploring outside of town?”
“That works.”
Kudamon responded accordingly, and another message followed within seconds. “She says we should not be outside of town after nightfall, according to Bokomon.”
“Can’t really help it,” Alex said, his gaze on his paws and pelt as he spoke.
“In that case…” Kudamon responded, how exactly Alex didn’t know, but the response was once again quick. “She wants to know if we are planning something.”
“Aside from where we should settle for the night, not really.”
“The cave I showed you before will suit our needs. Food and water however… Is your hunger showing?”
Alex shook his head, adding, “Thankfully, no. You?”
“The cave is close enough to a few locations where others gather to feed or collect for themselves. We can do the same.”
“Works for me.”
Kudamon nodded, and replied to Shelly’s message. “Bokomon is responding,” he said when another message came in. Kudamon replied again, and another message came in. He responded again, speaking after he was done. “Bokomon was asking why I am speaking for you.”
“Oh. What did you tell him?”
“That we are practicing emergency scavenging, and that you are busy gathering what we need.”
Alex nodded. “Okay. Hope that satisfies him, and the others.”
“We shall see.” Both Alex and Kudamon kept quiet, Alex hoping no response would come.
One did.
“Bokomon is replying again. He says the guard of Berg is relocating a few of their best to this area.”
“Huh. Did he say who?”
“No, but the ones that operate outside of town are among our best, as Ryudamon told you.”
“So, we shouldn’t worry?”
“We should keep out of sight, of course, but worry? No.”
Feeling some relief from his partner’s words, a few seconds later, Alex remembered, “What about the device? They can track us with that.”
“If we are within a mile of the others, and out here, we are not.”
“Oh, right. I forgot.”
“Still, we should make our way to the cave soon. We will not make it before nightfall now, but the area is safe and open enough otherwise.”
The digital sun fully set before what felt like half the distance to the cave was covered. As the final reds on the horizon disappeared, leaving a full digital moon in the night sky, the canine-like nightvision Alex no longer had was made up for by the moonlight. Kudamon’s white and gold fur took on a brighter, almost metallic, sheen when it fell on him; Alex’s pelt only brightened where the moonlight fell.
Glitches continued to appear within Alex’s view as he and Kudamon kept pace. Within one, the base of a living tree; another a suspended bowl-like collection of water; another still a pile of stone debris.
“These glitches won’t appear within the cave, will they?”
“If they do, as Gomamon and Bokomon told you, avoid getting too close. They will correct themselves after a time.”
Alex didn’t reply. His thoughts went back to the device. So far, Shelly and Bokomon hadn’t followed up, which he was thankful for. Kudamon, he observed, was glancing around at other things, often other creatures in the grass or in the air.
“That one looks friendly,” Alex said of one that looked like a partially cocooned butterfly worm with a bear-trap-like mouth.
“I do not know them well enough to confirm or deny that. Best not to stare at them for now.” Kudamon said as he looked ahead again. Alex silently obeyed, and the march continued.
After passing through a forested pocket of the plains, they crested another hill. In the distance, at last, Alex spotted the grand tree from earlier in the day; a few more hills were between them and their shelter for the night. The city of Berg was well in the distance, its lights and walls and gigantic castle thrusting an uncomfortable feeling of forced separation into Alex’s heart.
Doing his best to ignore it, he asked, “What first?”
“We make sure the cave is clear first.” Kudamon replied. “If it is, we get some water. After that, some lunar berries for the both of us.”
“Lunar berries?”
“Yes. You will know them when you see them.”
“And if the cave isn’t clear?”
“I will deal with it.”
After a time, they crested the hill holding the cave. Kudamon remained in front, heading for the tree, but before either of them reached it, a noise reached their ears.
Growling. Sustained, deep growling.
Alex felt the warmth of his skin drop at the noise. Kudamon, it seemed to him, remained calm, looked back, and told him, “Stay close, and keep quiet.” Now skulking their way forward, when Alex was near the tree, Kudamon spoke again. “Hold there.”
The growling soon sounded again, this time adding what sounded like a snarl. Alex’s pulse climbed in response. The hell is… No way Kudamon can take that thing.
“Remain calm, Alex,” Kudamon said, as though sensing his partner’s growing fear. A moment later, he was inching around the tree and towards the mouth of the cave; Alex poked his head around the tree to keep an eye on his partner.
Seconds later, they saw what was making the noise.
Out of the cave, into the moonlight, came the shape of a werewolf. A blue-striped and silver furred werewolf, wearing clothing akin to a biker or punk rocker. It’s imposing size, and the sight of its glowing yellow eyes and curled muzzle, made Alex jump back behind the tree; the fear that if he was seen by the new werewolf he would end up dead refused to leave his brain. Kudamon did not react the same way, instead backing up slowly until he too was on the other side of the tree.
“WereGarurumon,” Kudamon said as the sound of the creature’s paws disturbed the nearby grass. He glanced at the device, still wrapped with his tail, then said, “This is not good.”
It was too late for Alex to wish Kudamon hadn’t said that.
They heard the WereGarurumon change direction, coming closer to the tree and loudly sniffing the grass. Alex clasped shut his muzzle in response, refusing to let go until he heard the creature back off. What he heard afterward were its claws scrapping the stone of the cave’s top.
“Alex, listen carefully.” Kudamon began, his voice no louder than a whisper.
Before he could continue, the WereGarurumon howled. The noise shattered the silence of the night, and its tone was cold and spiteful, with a fearsomeness Alex had never heard before. In the pit of his stomach, it felt like the creature had discovered something it detested and wanted everything in earshot to know it.
“Retreat, now. And carefully.” Kudamon warned when Alex glanced down at him.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Digimon
Species Werewolf / Lycanthrope
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 720px
File Size 1.04 MB
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