Dollette
Legacy Name: Dollette

They would always be found outdoors just standing or walking in a field. Not attached at the hip, but also not far away from one another they would walk. Every now and then a finger would brush the others or one would come close to clumsily stepping on a foot that didn't belong to them. To ease through the silence, she would giggle for him when they touched. After she saw from the corner of her eye that calm little smile of his, she would sprint away. The reason for being in fields was to run, and so the chase began. The little game turned into tag. Where he would try to grab her but always seem to miss. Once his hand nabbed her arm with a gentle caress there was no resistance from her. The next spot she turned to was her nose under his throat for a calming nuzzle.

This is the story of Dollette and Poet.

These two began in deep hatred for one another. During the outburst, they had more then once clashed in their animal forms, using bites or headbutts to knock the other over in contests of speed and stamina. Dollette had always been just a little faster then Poet, but he was always more sturdy. At the end of one territorial spat they had both been knocked to the ground simultaneously. Laying there and panting away breathes they had been forced back into their weak human forms. The one thing that brought them together was a letter Doll had been carrying. The emblem stamped and sealed with hard wax was one Poet recognized immediately. After that moment there was no longer any silly fighting. The two began moving together instead of against each other.

Under their commander Ingen they continued to simply scout out the lands for threats or 'evils' as some would call. Trying to keep the ever fragile peace would never be easy. Especially when one day Unmitigated had approached their commander with the most grave request. The lovely Lady Grey had been taken from the safety of her husband who, with a deeper grief then any sea, showed only signs of helplessness and misery. They knew their Lady as a very kind women, almost like a benevolent queen. Without a word of command from Ingen they set out to find her. Only finding her led to a bucket load of trouble.

The two acted as spies. Quieting their steps by retreating back into their weak human forms and moving slowly trough the Jabberwocks territory. For some reason Dollette could only feel it was a untouchable and evil beast such as him who could pull off a heist like this. Then her and Poet spotted the cadogre. The creature was in beast form, not that either one was very humane. He held his tail wrapped around their unarmed Lady. Though it was Dollette who made the mistake, it would be Poet to feel all the grief. She had let out a hiss of discomfort, which alerted Disunity's minion Heiltha. Once that hound got their scent it gave chase. Hollering obscenities and alerting the whole neighborhood.

While the two were in mid transformation Heiltha had managed to cut Dolletes leg wide open with his hand saw. The kumos was still in human form when he tripped her up. Smiling manically he held his weapon over his shoulder and licked around his canines. "Horse meat is a delicacy you know? I'll enjoy this!" With that the blade came crashing down. So did Poets back hoof. Apparently Heiltha had not paid him any attention. Nudging Dollette to keep changing and stand Poet had remained unsettled. Behind him there was a crunch of gravel. Another minion had showed up. Dollette could see them, head bent low and paws covered in blood. The mouth of this one was covered thick in drool and as is dripped the the ground the rocks below seemed to gain height.

The two were able to flee then. The drooling kumos didn't seem to be in the mood to hunt them as the saw-wielding man had. In the background they could hear him swearing up a storm, Poets kick hadn't done any damage. Only gained the two the time to escape. With hooves pounding and lungs trying to drink as much air as they could the pair made it back to their commander. Dollette had grown to weak to maintain her animal form, Poet who stood beside her for support eased her steps by lending his shoulder. Then to help his friend a little more he was the one to bare the bad news. All the two could think was they may never see their Lady again.

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