「she felt the earth shake. her temporary den doing nothing to keep her safe as it crumbled down with the sudden tremor that rang through the terrain. it had been as if a new era had begun, her eyes fetching up at the sky with a gleam of concern. she sighed softly, her slowly heaving chest alerting her companion who slithered over her chest. "Danny.. what is it?" isis spoke softly to her, her eyes looking at Daenerys before turning to look out. "The.. sky. I haven't ever seen it burn red and shake like this." her companion swiftly nestled back into her plush red fur, never replying to Daenerys' observation. "It's going to be alright, Isis.." she assured her sister as she began ton walk deeper and deeper into the crimson fog. she wondered and decided to learn about it. albeit she did not want to go alone per say, Dany was still too new to boreas. she hadn't made any friends yet.」




Daenerys Talks/Isis Talks ─ Think

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Fear was not something Calliope often experienced. It wasn't that she was fearless, but more so that she refused to allow it to guide her life. If anyone was going to be making decisions for her, it would be her and her alone. But that morning, as the sun rose in a blood red sky, it was perhaps the first time in her life she would admit to being scared. The tremors lasting throughout the night hadn't helped. The cries of animals piercing the air didn't help either. And as she watched her family set off toward a peculiar thing in the distance, she began to wonder why she was following.

"Not sure why we're heading toward the spooky shit," Calliope rumbles under her breath as she approaches the red-tinted fog. Her paws stop suddenly as the spires come into view. With breath caught in her throat and eyes widened with the one emotion she hates admitting she feels, she feels frozen in time. What the fuck were these things and where the fuck had they come from?

When she brings her eyes away from the towering metal spikes, her pastel gaze catches on a figure cloaked in red as well. Calliope narrows her gaze, fur bristling, the fear leeching into her core as she begins to stalk toward the female. Clearly this, albeit very attractive, creepy red wolf should surely know what was happening since she looked so similar to the red skied phenomenon that enveloped them.

"You." Her voice slides out, both sultry and menacing. Though her appearance is all faeries and cotton candy, there is nothing sweet about her domineering expression and stature. Prowling forward like the predator she is, she keeps her head up, eyes narrowed slightly as they glide over the feminine form of the enchantingly crimson female. "What do you know about this?" Calliope practically seethes, lips trembling slightly as they hold back the snarl she so often holds.

"Speech"

「it was as if she attracted them by now-, her angular chin tucking as her silvery eyes narrowed on the weird wolf approaching her. her own muscles coiled and swiveled beneath her coat as she splayed her toes in a ready stance, her guard was up. a female colored in pastels with an accusation she never expected. whipping her tail, Daenerys scoffed. "I've nothing to do with this. I awoke to it, with the tremors same as you." her elegant words draped in a smooth British accent. it was clear she wasn't from around here. let alone the reason for the sky turning red.」




Daenerys Talks/Isis Talks ─ Think

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Calliope pulls back slightly, eyes narrowing at the crimson woman. Was this... a warning? Her mother had not raised her to be religious, but it was hard to deny what had happened seemingly overnight. Really, it should bring terror to most, but Calliope was fearless. Reckless, even. Taking a smooth step closer to the strange, Cal's head cants slightly, pastel eyes blinking slowly before she turns to look up at the towering spires.

The once still air stirs around them, swirling and tousling her fur. As it winds through the open holes in the towering metal, a dissonant sound of wailing prickles her ears. Her lips curl, annoyed by the sound. "So you're telling me this just happened over night?" Her voice is incredulous. No way this would've just appeared out of thin air. She looks around quickly, trying to find some sort of trick or trap.

"Abraxas above," Calliope gasps softly as she notices the look of terror on the etched faces at the bottom of the towers.

"Speech"

「when the odd ball of a stranger approached closer, Daenerys yielded back a step to continue a respective space between them. "I'd like my space, please." she said, voice low and eyes sharp on the cotton candy girl's form. the third wolf she'd met and somehow they all felt the need to invade her space. why? the stranger acted as if Daenerys still knew what was happening, earning a slight growl and a curl of her own lips. annoyance was not something she thought she'd feel at such a time. "I have no idea. I just arrived moments ago." how suspicious one had to be to assume the presence of someone was relative to the world ending.

soon then, screams could be heard coming from the spires themselves. Daenerys retreated back some, further away from the spires as her ears fell flat. a faint growl then hummed from her chest, feeling unease as the other gasped. what was going on? the red glow, the spires,.. the screams? "something isn't right about it." her eyes looked about, hoping to understand.」



Daenerys Talks/Isis Talks ─ Think

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Calliope didn't rather care for anyone but herself. Sometimes her family, but that was on the odd chance she was feeling... nice. So when the female pulls back, requesting some space, it simply brought a wicked smirk to her pale lips. "Maybe I'd like to be in your space," she teases, enticed by the quiet growl in the woman's throat. With a slight cant of her head, she watches the stranger, eyes blinking slowly, assessing and maybe attempting to intimidate the shorter female. But the moment is lost when both of their attentions are dragged to the wailing spires.

The statement about something not being right brings a snort from Cal's nose. "Ya don't say?" One arched brow in question as the sarcasm drawls out each syllable. "One day it ain't here and now it is. Nothin' good comes from shit like this," she says it like she's been there, done that. Technically, she has. If her memory suited her correctly, the scar on her back left leg and the 6" scar along her throat were stark reminders of the odd wolf-dogs that had once transported her to a dreamlike world. Would these spires do the same?

A chill rolls down her spine as another wail from the spires lights the skies. "Maybe they point somewhere specific," Cal mentions, her pastel gaze moving away from the spire beside them to the others.

"Speech"

in my story, I'm the hero
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「the larger obnoxious female was warranted a one of these day.. but their attentions went together on the howling screams that seemingly came from beneath the shaky ground. what was that? her head canted, sniffing as she attempted to make sense of it all with the tools she knew best. not infected with he other's superstition, Daenerys stepped away and toward the large spires that shook. grains of dirt being shivered off as she grew even closer. her eyes skimmed over the ancient carvings- a language she guessed. "Hmm. Perhaps these are not from other wolves.." how could it be? 」


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Daenerys talks/Isis talks ─ "Think"

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