Fear Of Fading

Prologue
23rd day of the war between the Phantoms and the Guardians, 2:00 AM, Tuesday:

A dark figure padded across the open moor, his paws silently touching the rocky ground beneath him. His long double tail swayed behind him in anticipation, his bright golden eyes glinting with worry. He silently muttered about waiting for too long as he neared the giant fireplace. It's bright blue flame danced in the soft, winter breeze, as if it wanted to fly away from it's place in the burning logs.

Suddenly, a bright, beautiful bird appeared in the flame, her emerald eyes reflecting the moonlight. She gracefully flew out of the campfire, landing on the ground in front of the dark figure. She gazed at him for a long time, waiting for him to speak.

"What is it, Dasker?" she asked.

Dasker's ears flattened against his head, facing his master. As a wolf, he had never been this nervous.

"Mira...." he began. "The first Element Animal has been born...."

Mira immediately widened her eyes, seriousity cascading on her face. "Tell me more," she urged.