Odette’s paws hurt, even though she had been carried most of the adventure they had taken she was exhausted. Her poppa had fallen into a tunnel and they hadn’t been able to get him out, then she got so tired she had to rest so her Daddy went ahead to scout ahead for any danger. She was frightened, but did as she was told and stayed put. Her Daddy would be back to fetch her and then they would go back and find Poppa and finally be on their way home. This was like a trip from hell and she was ready for it to be over.

She hunkered down but could not sleep, she was too frightened for that. Her wings were pulled in tightly against her body, with her little short tail curled as tightly to her hip as possible. She was all but whimpering, only the thought of her Daddy coming back for her kept her brave. Then the thundering began, the earth rocked beneath her paws and she stood back up, her muscles tensed and coiled as she heard screams echoing from further away. They sounded far too much like her Daddy for her liking and she felt a sharp pain of dread strike her heart.

Then, very suddenly, Sashimi was racing towards her. Tears fell from her eyes and her fur was singed and burned. Odette’s mouth fell open, but before she could utter a word the dog commanded her to run. So she did, knowing full well her Daddy was dead but refusing to accept it.

"Odette"

Those rat fucks had left without him. Davey couldn't believe it. Stewing in his indignity, he tracked them south. Nose low to the ground, head held just a breath away from it. There's something eerie, otherworldly, maybe even a bit threatening about the way he moves. Unlike any true wolf out here, but that would make sense. He's not entirely a wolf after all. Something worse. Davey will be the worst version of himself, especially once he gets his hands on his brother.

As Davey moved south, the landscape shifted. Changed. Became unfamiliar, though that was... that was insane, right? Hadn't he just been down here, not a few days ago? This hadn't been here. Chewing on the inside of his cheek, the boy's gaze ripples across the desolate landscape. Some sort of terrible smell was picking up on the breeze, too.

Morbid curiosity drives him closer, at least, until his gaze lands on the girl. Were those... wings? They tucked into her sides, though that's not the most concerning thing. She's in tears. More than in tears, and Davey can only worry about what lay behind her. "Hey! Hey-- fuck, slow down. What are you running from?" There's worry, worry that something terrible had befallen his siblings too. Their trails led in the direction the girl was running from, after all. Davey calls, hollering after the girl. Insensitive? Maybe, but there's so much to know. Trying to meet her somewhere in the middle, though there's concern on his face too.

"speech"

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