"Any Advice?"


By: Space Cadet



Tiger of the Wind sat at the top of a hill overlooking a meadow, where his six friends were goofing off and having some fun. The breeze ruffled his blue mane and he closed his eyes dreamily, reveling in the bliss of its gentle caress.

“You look peaceful.” A female voice said teasingly. Tiger opened his eyes to see Pixie sitting beside him, then closed them again.

“Hmph.” He grunted, annoyed that he had been disturbed.

Pixie sighed and started to get up. “Well, maybe not. I suppose I’ll leave you to bask in your grumpiness and go see Big Blue.”

“Missing him already?” Tiger asked slyly. “I’m sure he’s waiting.”

Pixie scowled despite the light blush that crept over her cheeks and was about to retort angrily, but thought better of it. Something like that was better left to Hare. “Yeah, that’s right, so don’t think I’m gonna stick around and flirt with you.”

Tiger smirked slightly at the thought of Pixie ‘coming on to him’. “Heh…well, I don’t really want you to flirt with me.”

She rolled her eyes at the wolf monster as she sat back down on the soft grass. “Well, that’s a relief.” She said with a touch of sarcasm. “Wouldn’t want the great Tiger of the Wind to spoil his reputation.”

He turned his golden eyes in her direction with a quizzical look. “You mean it would be a bad thing to be seen…‘with you’?”

The sprite-like monster shook her head with a snicker. “No, you furball. I meant you probably haven’t been ‘with’ someone for quite a while now, and I’d hate to break your…single streak.”

“Why, you…” He growled in irritation, despite the truth in the statement.

“What? You know it’s true. It’s kind of hard for you to have a girlfriend when there’s always the chance she could get killed in battle if she were with us, or she would be stuck in some village not knowing whether or not you could come back.” Pixie gave a bit of a half-smile. “Although, not saying you couldn’t get one. I’m sure there’s plenty of female Tigers out there who would just go crazy at the chance to be with you.”

“You think so?”

“Of course. You’re an excellent hunter, a famous thief and rebel, you’re fast, slim, strong, and have beautiful, shiny fur…er…well…at least I imagine they would think so…” Her cheeks became distinctly pinker, but Tiger, who was gazing out over the meadow again, didn’t notice.

However, the blue wolf smiled at the former baddie’s words. “Didn’t realize you noticed so much.” He teased.

“Yeah, whatever.”

“So…” he attempted to divert attention away from the remark, “are you and Big Blue…?”

“Good friends, yes. Lovers, no.”

“Not yet, anyways.”

“Humph. Surely you’ve at least got your eye on someone.”

“Not…really…”

“Not really? Does this mean you’re hiding something?” Pixie leaned in, wondering what the other was thinking.

“…Not really…” This time, it was Tiger’s muzzle that acquired the slightly flushed hue.

“I don’t care if you’re a master thief, you’re a terrible liar, Tiger.”

“Is that so? It really doesn’t matter…”

“Come on, you old furball!”

Tiger glanced at Pixie in annoyance before answering. “First of all, I’m not old, so stop calling me that. Second, I’m not saying anything.”

“…Does that mean you’re admitting to liking someone?”

“It means nothing.” The wolf was beginning to lose his patience; this wasn’t really something he wanted to discuss. “Especially when I’m so confused myself…” He murmured.

“Hm? What was that?” Pixie asked curiously. “You? Confused? That’s news. I should think you would know what’s going on, what with those senses of yours. Unless…” her eyes began to sparkle, which put Tiger slightly on edge. “…you don’t know what it is. You’ve maybe never felt something like this before, and it makes you unsure of yourself and those around you.”

Tiger looked at her in surprise. “How…did you…know?”

“I went through the same thing.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “But I suppose you’re unwilling to accept it and come to terms with yourself, because you’re even more stubborn than I am. And proud, as well.”

“Hmph…I’m not stubborn.”

“If you weren’t, then you wouldn’t be denying it with such an arrogant tone of voice. Believe me, I went through all that. I know.”

“So…what do you think this…feeling…is?”

“I’m not sure. You have to tell me about it first.” Pixie winked at Tiger, who gave in to the inevitable and started trying to explain it, after an exasperated sigh.

“Fine…it’s like…well…I’m not really sure how to put it…”

“Just describe it.” She urged him on. “How do you feel?”

“…Torn. I’m confused…like there’s something nagging at me and I can’t quite figure it out. Other times…I feel…drawn in…towards…someone…” he hesitated here, the reddish tinge returning, but as Pixie stayed silent he continued. “My mind…tells me that…it isn’t right…but at the same time it wants it to be…and yet…I also find myself looking away…elsewhere…to another…but I know that definitely isn’t right…”

“Sounds like…you are falling for someone. Or, by the sounds of it, more than one someone.”

“…Hmm…I guess. But then…there’s more.”

The sprite tried her best to hide the surprise evident on her features. “Another? I didn’t think it would be that complicated.”

“I suspected as much. See, one of them, I have such a strong feeling for, although it would be seen as…well…odd…well…”

Pixie’s eyes widened slightly, and she leaned in further and whispered, “It isn’t Hare, is it?!”

“Wha-what?!” Tiger’s expression quickly changed from shock to anger. “Never! I mean when I say that darn bunny is nothing but a dirty con, and I would never take a liking to him.”

“Right, right. Sorry. So, tell me more, then.”

Calming down a bit, Tiger shook his head. “I don’t think you’d understand, but if you insist...the first…well…is kind…very kind…and she…”

“Say no more, I think I understand now. And I see why you think it wouldn’t work as well.”

“Alright…as for the second, well…we may have had similar beliefs about who to trust at some point, and have since changed, but I believe she has someone closer she is meant for.” He said this with a small tinge of regret in his calm voice, and closed in eyes again. “Well…any advice…?”

Pixie mulled over everything he had told her before giving her answer, and chose her words carefully. “Well…seems the first two wouldn’t work out. Despite your concerns, it would probably be a better choice for you to go with the third.”

Tiger said nothing, but allowed her words to sink in. Of course, it made sense. As he thought, the breeze changed direction and sped down into the meadow below, playing with the tips of the long grasses and wildflowers. The blue wolf abruptly stood, and began walking forward.

Pixie’s voice stopped him in his tracks. “What are you doing?”

“Taking your advice.” He responded without turning. “…Going with the wind.”

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Space Cadet: Wow, that was pretty long, wasn’t it? Heh…I think I’ll leave things up to your imagination. Hope you enjoyed this one