A flood.. didn't really bother him that much. At least it was something different. A change from the monotony of everyday life. Truthfully, he wasn't used to living somewhere so nice. The valley was fertile and full of life, thanks to the pleasant spring weather, so it seemed inevitable that something bad was bound to happen soon. Not that he believed in fate. Life just.. wasn't perfect, and life here in Argead was no exception.
The rains had been wild since the beginning of the season, since Mithras had claimed these lands. But today.. something seemed different. The sky was dark and brooding and the wind had been relentless, before even the rains began. It wasn't at all surprising when the rain began, pouring with a merciless fury from the skies above. What was the pack going to do, he wondered? He moved through the valley, his brows furrowed and his head dipped to the ground to avoid the rain obscuring his view. This was a terrible place to live during the rainy season, that he knew.. and he moved, somewhat begrudgingly, toward where Mithras stood. Two others were there already, and he raised his head as they came into view. Hopefully they had some kind of plan?
