FLOODING

*Irie* · 04-19-2016, 07:53 PM

IRIE DIAMÁCHI
When Argead had fallen, and Mithras and his children disappeared, Irie knew she was to return home - perhaps find again the peace that seemed so absent from her life for the time being. She had searched for those beautiful children, for Mithras, and the mother of the children... but had found naught a trace - and so relunctantly, she headed back to her true home: the south of Ardent, Auster.

As she was wont to do, Irie wandered. First back down to Auster, and then through the subsequential lands: the coastal regions, the ancient oaks, the peaceful creek that had the sycamore trees arching over it. Now, she found herself in the land of the beavers - those annoying, yet amusing, little creatures that built things in the water. She had already visited one of the dams, laughing at several beavers got angry at her and chittered at her. Now she was seated next to a tree, near one of the slim creeks that managed to straggle through the land past the dams.

A loud snap made her jump, eyes flying wide as the peaceful tranquility was broken. Her head snapped around, fur bristling warily when the sound of roaring water filled her ears. Oh by the Traveler - the dam she had just visited had broken! Fear in her eyes, she spun around and tried to kick off, only to find that her hind legs had no traction in the mud of the stream. Slipping, she fell to the ground, squeaking. She kicked violently at the ground, flailing in an attempt to get up - she had to go, she had to flee.

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