Gauntlet thrown down, the Likin stomped over to him. "Your name is Doran, huh? What a weird name. I'm Firtalon by the way." he said. Doran just looked at him. There was a pause between them. The dark, young Likin just sighed. "You're more demure than some of our females. Fine then." Firtalon pulled the knight closer by the waist. I guessed he wanted to take the initiative. He then took Doran's hands and entwined their fingers. "You really want to Bond with me, correct?" he asked in a husky voice. It was clear that he wanted to be the top. Doran said "I'll try." Firtalon scoffed and said "Focus on me and accept me in your heart. I'll do the same." Doran closed his eyes and relaxed. Firtalon's hair and eyes began to gain a dull shine. "Oh? I... can feel you. Become a part of me, Doran." he said with a small moan. Doran nodded and stood still. After a moment, nothing happened and the glow faded. Firtalon said "No way! You were supposed to Bond with me. What happened?" Doran opened his eyes and said "I wanted to Bond. It seems that Humans cannot do that." "Damn it. I told you." Firtalon said.
Firtalon then left the tent. The chief grumbled under his breath. "I'll teach him some manners and bring him back. In the meantime, you try it Arbar." he said. He then got up and left the tent. The younger son went over to Arbar and leaned against his chest. He gently said "Let's try Bonding. Focus on me and I'll focus on you." Doran said "I will try it again." and then closed his eyes again. Arbar's hair and eyes began shining. "Hmm. It's not as strong as when I Bond with other Likin, but... it tingles. I kind of like it." he said with a pleased hum. We all were surprised when Arbar melded into Doran and his eyes and hair changed color. His hair became a dark shade of hunter green and his eyes became graphite gray. "We... Bonded?" a voice came from them. It was as if both of their voices overlapped. "Who's in control right now?" I asked. "It is all so weird. I think I am?" was the confused response. "Give me a name." I clarified. There was a pause. "... Doran?" the voice said. "Doran? Can you use the Likin powers now? Try it." I said. The figure slowly crouched down and placed his hand on the ground.
Red and purple flowers sprouted from the ground right after that. "This is a weird turn of events. I have minor healing power granted to me by the God of the Sky, but this is not one of them." the figure controlled by Doran told the group. I wanted to see where this would go. "Can you let Arbar control the body? Is that okay with you?" I asked. The figure grunted in pain and a hand clutched at his head. "Owie. I... think I have control now. This kind of thing isn't supposed to hurt between willing partners." I just nodded at the statement. I then asked. "Doran has minor healing powers. Can you access them, Arbar?" "I can feel him and his power. So strong.... I can try it, I think." he said. He then closed his eyes. A warm yellow glow rose from his hands. He opened his eyes and marveled at them. "Wow! A healer. Father would be so proud if he saw me." the figure said. "I certainly am." came the voice of the chief from the flaps of the entrance. Firtalon was looking at him in shock. Sir Gifford had seen enough. "Yes, yes. Most wonderful. I would like to speak with you both. Please go back to normal."
