A Spirit's Guard

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla pulled up her long waist length white hair into a high ponytail that was held by a light purple ribbon. Reaching for her cloak that was resting on the end of her bed. It was a light grey and had a soft shine to it and the fabric was gentle on the skin. With a white pale hand she held it in her hands. She stood in front of her mirror and turned to glance at herself. A ghost, that's what seemed to stand in the front of the mirror. Camilla was such a plan beauty, or an bland ugly. White hair that would found on a joyful old ladies head. Pale white skin that belonged on a lifeless corpse. Blue eyes that were so light and pale they seemed like the belonged to a blind man.

Camilla glanced back at the cloak that normally hide her body from the world that seemed to find her looks to be disturbing. Camilla was not alone thought. She meet a young man who went by the name of Arien. He too had the same look as Camilla, but he seemed to be more attractive then Camilla. Still, because of her meeting with Arien she started to feel like she should not hide her looks. Gentle, she placed the cloak back at the foot of her bed and stood in front of the mirror with a warm smile.

ON her body was a light lavender and in her hair was a similar colored ribbon. Her hair hung behind her, but she had thick hair that cross between her eyes and above her left eye. As hard as she tried they seemed to go back to their position and Camilla finally gave up on them.

Turning to her door she opened it with a silent hand and peeked outside. Seeing the hall was clear she down the many halls and came to a dark wooden door. Once again, she opened it, trying to make little noise, so that she did not disturb the Shamen inside. One she was out and the door was shut she picked up her dress a little so she could see her light brown boots, then gracefully stepped down the stairs.

She was not in the back garden of the temple, were people would come to retouch with nature and the spirits around. Camilla came out here everyday to tend to the beautiful flowers. Making her way to the well in the middle of the garden she started to draw water. It was hard, but she found every drop worth the pain in her small weak arms. When she had drawn two buckets, she keep on by the well and held the other in her hand. She began to walk around giving water to the plants.

A crisp cool breeze blew against her white face and through her snowflake hair. This breeze got her attain and, for some reason, she turned to the sky. It was a beautiful blue with different shaped clouds. Camilla was very tempted to daydream, but she choose to finish the flowers first.

[Sage Ender]

A young girl walked through the temple. Books were piled high in her arms as if she had just been given the task of learning everything on a certain subject, but no, she had just decided to read today. She would probably struggle through some of the harder books, but she would get through. She had at least five books in her arms. She kind of wanted to read outside so she was going to the temple garden.

Sage was the girl. Sage had on her normal black hoodie and her black pants. She was probably the youngest Shaman ever, but at least people didn't take her seriously so only a few people had ever come to her for spiritual guidance, ever. Today long black hair was back in pigtails. Her books were on fairytails and biographies of people. She liked those kinds of books best. The kind with a happy ending.

As she walked into the garden she wasn't aware of the person in it with her. And being her clumsy self she bumped right into the person. Sage's books scattered everywhere and she fell backwards. Sage had a fear of people so when she bumped into one she assumed she had been pushed. She forgot all about her books and got up to run away. Maybe the person would stop her.

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla had almost finished a row of flowers and bushes and was down to a half bucket of water. She held the bucket in her two hands and had turned around to water another set, but was pushed back by a unknown force. Camilla stumbled backwards, her being very clumsy, and she lost her grip on the bucket. As she fell to the ground the water in the bucket splashed upon her dress, hair, and skin.

Camilla stood up and looked around. She saw a dark shadow figure running away from her and glancing down saw a set of books. Camilla came to the assumption it was one of the Shaman, a shy one at that, and they were the one who had bumped into her. Drying her hands on a small dry part of her dress, she picked up the books and dusted the loss dirt off the binds. Camilla picked her dress up a little and started after the girl. "Um Miss, you dropped your books," she called with her soft gentle voice.

[Sage Ender]

When Sage heard footsteps coming after her and then a voice tellng her that she had dropped her books. For a second Sage didn't believe it, but looking down at her arms she saw that they were infact empty of anybooks. She bit her lip. Time to face your fear Sage. A voice told her. Probably one of the spirits that she had a regular talk with. Sage switched from biting her lip to chewing on the inside of her cheek. She swirled aroung to face the person.

The person had pure white hair and white skin. She reminded Sage of a male she had recently met in near the lake. Sage noticed that the older girl had her books. Sage waited for the girl to catch up, avioding her gaze. "Th-thanks." She manged to studder and reached out to grab the books. She probably looked like a mouse cornered and about to be trapped and killed, that was sure what she felt like.

[Camilla Pine]

"Sure thing, just be more careful next time. I don't want to see you get hurt," Camilla said as she passed the books over to the girl. "Also, I am very sorry about running into you, it was all my fault, I hope you can forgive me," she said bowing in shame. Camilla raised her head a little and glanced at the girl, "Do you mind me asking, could you be a Shaman here?"

The girl seemed to be rather dark, clothing wise. Black hoodie, black pants, and also long black hair that was pulled back into pigtails. She had fairly pale white white skin and blue eyes that Camilla could finality see, due to their angel of the young women's head.

Camilla pulled out of her bow and looked down at her dress. It had turned from a light lavender to a dark shade that had a shine to it that gave it away that she was soaked. Camilla found this to be rather embarrassing. Another thing that made her heart skip a beat was that she was standing in front a person with her white hair, ghostly pale skin, and unnatural shade of blue eyes, shining in clear day light. Camilla could only being to imagine what the young girls thoughts were on her appearance.

[Sage Ender]

At the word sorry Sage rose her head to look at the older girl. Why was she saying sorry? It was Sage who had run into her. Sage hadn't at all been paying attention and it had been stupid of her. "It wasn't your fault." Sage whispered quietly. She didn't want to get this person mad by going against what they said, but nor did she want them to think that it was their fault. Sage was slightly stunned by her question on his she was a Shaman. Sage was wondering what to say when finally she just nodded. "Yes." She muttered.

Sage wondered who this girl was. She wasn't a shaman. Sage could tell just by the aura around her. Maybe somebody that the other shamans were training? Perhaps. Sage bit her lip again. The girl was really pretty. More like a different kind of pretty though. Not a barbie-doll pretty, more like a individuality pretty. Sage found that it was weird she had met two different people, each with white hair, in such a short amount of time.

[Camilla Pine]

"Oh no, please don't say that when the fault was all mine," Camilla said with a warm smile. She understood that both could share the blame if both didn't want to pass the blame to each other, but Camilla found her interest turning to the young girl being a shaman.

Being in the temple 8 years, Camilla had a very good relationship with the Shaman who lived her, or at least she knew them by face. No matter how hard she tired, she could not label the young lady's pretty face. It seemed to be blank to Camilla. A few things could explain why she had so little knowledge on the girl. One, she could be a new Shaman, but Camilla would have known if a training Shaman became a full. Two, she could be a visiting Shaman coming to speak to the others. Camilla was going to know for sure before she started speaking words.

"If you don't mind me speaking out of place, may I ask for your name and your reason for being at the temple," she asked with a well mannered voice. Camilla then remembered that it was proper to introduce yourself before the other, especially when they over ruled you in power. "Pardon me," Camilla said grabbing the side of her dress. She made preformed a fiance, elegant, curtsy and spoke with soft voice, "I am Camilla Alice Pine, I am a servant here at the temple."

[Sage Ender]

Sage sighed. It was her fault, or at least she thought it was, but she didn't want to say anything else so she just let her face go red and stayed in silence. She was shifting awkwardly with the books in her arms, wanting to get back to the temporary room that the Shamans had given to her for her time at the temple. Sage was about to start walking again when more words were set about. Name and reason being at the temple? Sage bit her lip a little bit. It sounded like this person was interogating her.

Sage debated what to say. She gulped a little bit, trying to swallow her fear long enough to get through a simple sentance without biting her lip or running away. She opened her mouth to say something and suddenly the older girl was in a curtsy. Sage nodded to her. Thinking about returning the curtsy when she remembered that she was a higher rank than... Camilla, so she didn't have to curtsy back. Sage sucked in a breath. She was about to speak, but suddenly she lost her curage. She went back to having her head ducked.

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla slowly stood back up and placed her hand elegantly in front of her. The young girl spoke very little and seemed very shy. Camilla found it hard to find the other side of the wall she was putting up. It was high and thick, with little room for speaking over. Releasing a sigh, she wondered if it would be best if she let the girl get back to her studies, after all being a Shaman must not be easy.

Camilla was about to say good-bye when she released a high pitched sneeze that was soft and very cute sounding. Placing her hands on her arms, she started to shiver after a cold breeze blew over her wet dress and skin. Camilla found it rather important she get out of this wet dress or she would catch a cold. If she got a cold, who knows how long she would be sick and how long the temple would go with out services. Someone needed to make these kind folk meals, clean their rooms, and keep everything in tip top shape.

Camilla looked at the girl and gave her a warm smile, "Well I really must say good-bye for I have some things I must attend too. I am terrible sorry are meeting was so short, but maybe another time we could speak." Turning around Camilla started to walk towards the temple doors when something struck her mind. Turning back to the young dark dressed girl, she asked, "Any thing you would like for dinner?"

[Sage Ender]

When Sage heard the little sneeze she couldn't help but smile. She had never heard anybody sneeze like that. Sage looked up and for the first time realized that the girl was drenched, probably even because of Sage herself. This made sage frowned. What if the girl got sick? It would be all because of Sage. Suddenly Camilla was leaving. Had Sage missed something? She russed after her. Sage was going to make sure that this girl got into cloths that weren't wet and that she was safe. She had decided that.

Sage thought about what she had for cloths then nodded. She had a dress that she would never wear and was too big for her, it would probably fit Camilla. Sage didn't answer Camilla's question on supper. "Come." She mumbled as she passed Camilla. Sage walked to her room and at the door waited to see if Camilla had followed, if not then so be it, but Sage would feel better if she knew that the older girl was out of the wet cloths and into dry ones.

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla was more then shocked when the girl finally moved from where she stood. She had not moved once since Camilla had handed the books to her and she was approaching now with out hesitation it seemed. When she passed, Camilla could here a faint voice say, Come. Shock and confusion mixed with in Camilla's head. She had to get out of these wet cloths as soon as possible, but she found it hard to tell the young girl no.

Camilla nodded, "Alright then." Slowly picking up her wet dress, she made her way up the stairs to the girl. When she approached, she made sure to keep a good space between them, so not to get her wet or sick.

[Sage Ender]

As Camilla arrived Sage nodded then steped through the doorway, leaving it open for the older girl to come in. Sageset the books down on a desk then went strait to her closet, something she never used. Only on special occasions did she decide to wear something that wasn't her black hoodie and pants. She rumaged around for a second then pulled out a grey dress. Camilla seemed to be a bit of a brighter girl, but Sage felt like she owed her something and this would make it up.

"You can change into this." Sage muttered and held out the dress for Camilla. Sage was hardly making any eye contact. She felt so rude not doing so. Sage forced herself to look up at Camilla. It was a miracle that she hadn't noticed the scar under her eye yet, or even the one on her hand for that matter, but Sage guessed that luck was on her side. If Camilla noticed the scar then it was possible that she would question what happened to her.

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla shut the door after them and turned to face the girl. She looked around the room, noticing that she had not been in this one. Camilla faintly remembered being told to leave this room alone for some reason, but she was not sure of the reason why. Letting her gaze fall back on the younger girl, she noticed she was pulling something out of her closet. A gray dress that seemed to be just Camilla's size. Given orders to try it on, Camilla gentle took the dress from her hands, noticing something on her hands, but choose not to stare.

"Where shall I change," Camilla asked looking around the room.

[Sage Ender]

Sage shuffled over to one side of the room. She grabbed a curtain and pulled it. The curtain draped into a semi-circle, making a little private area for Camilla to chage. Sage could probably drain the wet water from Camilla's cloths afterwards, or do something, but Sage was sure that Camilla didn't really need her help. Sage tried to smile a little bit. "In there." Sage pointed her finger to the small closed off area. She then went over to her desk to wait for Camilla to finish, or say something. Do anything really. It wasn't like Sage was busy. She was one of the least popular Shamans, barely anybody knew she was alive.

[Camilla Pine]

Camilla smiled and nodded her head, "very well then." Making her way over she waved good-bye as she disappeared behind the make shift changeing room. It was rather hard for the wet dress to slip of. It stuck to her skin and made everything inside out. When it came time for the new dress, Camilla gazed at it. It was very lovely and she could remember a beautiful necklace that would go well with it. Putting the thought aside, Camilla slipped into the dress. She was very careful so not to tear any seams. When she was finished she pulled her wet hair out of the ribbon and began to fix it. Twisting her hair, she placed it in a bun on top of her head and held it together with the ribbon. When she was done, she stepped out and did a little spin to show off the dress. With the mature color and her hair high on her head, Camilla gave of a very mature and elegant look that made her a shining beauty.