My mind was filled with the same dream I had been having on and off for the past two years, where I saw two winged beasts. Sometimes the dream only lasted a few seconds, where I would see their presence, others they would call to me or even attack.

They both stood there with such pride and power, their silhouette was blurred but I could still admire them.

Then without warning they both pounced at me, aggressively pinning me to the ground, their paws against my chest where I felt a strange connection with them, did I somehow know who these winged creatures were.

“You think you can control our power,” snarled one.

“Prove yourself,” said the other. I felt a sharp pain pulse through my body, a mixture of being shocked and unbearable heat.

I sat up dropping my book, where it opened up on a picture of the twin winged lions. The white winged lion of fire and the black winged lion of lightning. I took a deep breath to calm myself down, noticing Brendan looking at me.

“That dream again,” he questioned.

“Yeah, they even spoke again in this one,” I mentioned. “They didn’t just attack, I think whoever those two are, they are waiting for me somewhere.”

“Perhaps,” nodded Brendan. “But they have yet to tell you where?”

“Has any of your dreams not come true?” questioned Tigra.

I had to think about it, most of them had actually happened shortly after my dreams, but this one had been going on for ages now, would it ever meet its conclusion. I remembered mum telling me it was how my powers developed as I matured, eventually I would see things clearly, anything that happened in real time, much like it did during training.

“Not all of them,” I answered looking at her. None of my dreams of being with her had actually come true yet, but I knew I had no right to stand beside her seeing as she was the crowned princess of Cathopia.

“Which ones?” she asked curiously.

Her questioned filled me with panic, I couldn’t tell her about those dreams. “I can’t tell you; they might come true yet, you know the rules.” I was looking in all sorts of direction to avoid eye contact.

“Come on,” said Tigra getting up. “Since we’re awake anyway, let’s get moving.” I was relieved she had not tried to ask more about my dreams if she had I would’ve had no idea how to avoid the subject.

“Sounds good,” I quickly agreed, Brendan shaking his head at me. “What?” He said nothing as we packed up and moved on.

“This way,” she ordered.

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Shortly after heading off Tigra pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket, from what I could see there were different days and times on them, a timetable perhaps.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“The timetable for the knights switch over times,” answered Tigra.

“And how did you get your hands on that?” I questioned.

“Gual,” smirked Tigra.

“He stole it for you.” Brendan wanted to verify what we were both thinking.

“No,” snorted Tigra. “I am the princess of Cathopia, I have access to everything.”

Brendan and I looked at each other, speaking at the same time. “Stolen.”

“They were not stolen!” She swiped at us, but we both moved back to avoid her claws. Ops had we made her angry?

“Stay focused please,” hissed Tigra.

“Fine, but this all was your idea, and you still haven’t told us why,” I said crossing my arms. “And unless I get some answers, I’ll stand here and wait for the knights to find us. How would your betrothal like that or your father.”

Tigra let out a long sigh as she stared at me, perhaps not thinking I would act up for answers so soon after leaving Cathopia, but one thing I did not like and that was being kept in the dark.

“We are going to the temple of the twin lions.” Tigra finally told us.

“Temple of the twin lions?” repeated Brendan glancing at me.

“It’s an ancient temple said to house the twin lion swords, powerful talisman wielded by Fang. The winged lion of black lightning and winged lion of white fire.” I informed, thinking about what I had read about it. “But no one has been seen wielding these talismans for millenniums, since the kingdoms of old many have tried to gain their power, but none have succeeded, it later became a point for pilgrimages. Rumour has it no one has even been to the temple for many years now, left abandoned and turning into legend.”

“I thought you might know more than me,” smirked Tigra. “Since the legend is passed down the Fang clan.”

“So how does she know about it?” Wondered Brendan.

“Small pieces of the legend have spread through other Feles tribes and clans, but only that the two lions sleep within a forgotten temple within the silent forests,” I answered before Tigra could.

“And…” encouraged Tigra.

“And it is said a single Feles is born to be able to redraw the two swords from their pedestal and harness their power,” I continued.

“You think Alex can draw the two swords,” said Brendan.

“Of course,” nodded Tigra.

“Why?” I asked.

“You are the only Feles currently within Cathopia who can wield not one but two talismans, two of the most powerful in the world,” answered Tigra. “And you even connected with a talisman that you weren’t even meant to wield.” She held such hope and determination in her expression as if she were the one with my power. “I don’t see why you can’t try to add more talismans, plus…” she hesitated. “I believe you are meant to have them.”

“I expected you are not the only one,” I commented.

“No,” she shook her head. “My mum and yours does, they were the ones who told me to bring you to the temple of the twin lions.” I just stared at her. “I believe you can do it.” Her eyes filled with such faith in me, made me feel as if I could.

“Alright,” I nodded. “I’ll give it a shot.”

“A few words from Tigra and you change your mind,” giggled Larana. I glared at her, she knew how I felt about it, but always teased me whenever she could.

“Come on then,” cheered Tigra who had seemed more optimistic about this than I thought she should be. I just shrugged; I would do anything as long as it made her happy.