Lord of the Cold [Training, PM for Entry]

[Lord of Cold]

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The mystic helped me connect with Tundra.

She finished her song, and threw some new herbs on the fire, and I felt myself slipping out of myself again.

But, this time there was only emptiness. I could perceive the space that was my mind. I could reach out of it. I stumbled about mentally. I felt around in the relative freudian dark, trying my best to make sense of anything that I could feel. I reached what I could only assume was the mind of the mystic woman, and was confused by the madness of it all. I had no idea what was going on. Her mind burned like fire, and flowed like sand. She did seem to laugh as I felt that.

But, after a while more in the dark, I managed to find another mind full of madness. But, this time, by the experiences and feelings, I could tell that it was Tundra. I felt inside, and I came across what I could only assume was a sea of random memories from Tundra's life. They seemed to make no sense, and I sighed. Perhaps that was the mind of a beast. A beast could never truly commune with a man. They were too incompatible.

Carefully, I examined the stream of consciousness before me. Look, here was the memory of when I first stabled Tundra in the Yukikage Keep. There was nothing logical there. Why would that particular memory pertain to this moment in time? What did me stabling him there have in common with me taking him to this place?

Suddenly, I realized what it meant. Surely, he felt enclosed. After all, he had never been stabled until I brought him home. And here in this tent he felt a similar feeling. He had never felt claustrophobia before that day, and so his whole impression of being enclosed, his whole interpretation of the sensation, was based on that memory. Perhaps all of our perceptions are summed up by our earliest memory of that perception? It was an odd thought, but it certainly helped me realize what was going on here.

I reached into Tundra’s mind again, and felt for another experience for me to interpret. I noticed that he was thinking of one of our early training sessions, when I had encouraged him to come to me and stay by me. That association between coming to me and staying with me and being fed, that I had built so long ago, was still in his mind. He was thinking of his need to stay by me. And, to put that together with the other thought, he was weighing his desire to stay with me against his fear of being trapped which he was feeling right now. Truly fascinating.

I watched his mind, waiting for another thought to materialize, when I realized that there was a sizable amount of confusion, there were thoughts not associated with any particular experience. Perhaps he was having a hard time thinking about the now? After all, he has had very few experiences comparable to this.