BlueAutumnMist

  Tigress turned over in her bed. She didn't know why she was still trying to sleep after lying there for hours. It wasn't like she had to be rested; the gong wasn't going to sound for morning training.  Shifu's death had had an effect on the entire Valley. An overall feeling of mourning had fallen among the villagers. Things seemed gray and somber.  It had been four days already, but in Tigress' mind it had just happened seconds ago. She could still see it. Her heart ached terribly, and the thought of his broken and lifeless body lying at the bottom of that chasm caused the knot in her stomach to twist and turn constantly. It was nearly t

Shifu hardly felt the blow that sent him flying over the edge of the cliff. Indeed he wasn't even certain he had been struck, but nothing else would explain his presence here, clinging for dear life to the tiny lip of earth that stuck out from the cliff face. It all happened so quickly; he still felt dazed. He'd heard Tigress give a desperate shout as he flew through the air, losing his grip on his staff. The red panda had reached out his hands, frantic to find something to grab hold of, then felt a jolting pain as his left hand grasped the tiny ridge, bringing him to a sudden stop. The cold rain pelted him in the face, and coupled with t

The night closed in on her as she sat under the peach tree. She was tired after their long journey back to the Valley. In the moonlit distance she could see Bao Gu Orphanage. The place she'd lived for so long. It was so long ago, yet she could remember it as if it had all just happened. She remembered how lonely and hopeless she felt in that place. It was the same emptiness she now felt. In a few short seconds, everything in her life had fallen apart. The battle two nights ago had left her feeling cold and shaken. A petal from a peach tree blossom drifted by on the wind and she thought she could hear the sound of his flute being played. She