Peering through the Fog
10-22-2017, 09:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-23-2017, 09:23 AM by Asharya.)
Asharya had been trailing her mother for the better part of the day, even when that led her into... well, whatever this was. The fog was thick and unbecoming, but that was not nearly enough to cause the youth to falter. Not even close! To Asha, this was the best part of her entire week. Of course, she had totally lost Pyralis right along with her sense of direction, but that was a nonissue. She'd deal with that later. The fog was doing a decent job of muting sounds and smells, keeping her trapped in it's cloud of uncertainty. Asha's saving grace was the sound of voices, heard at long last from a reasonable distance away. She had not taken but a few steps towards them when another much, much louder and much closer, called out in alarm. "Help!" it cried, causing the young ember to nearly jump out of her skin. Hackles raised, Asharya whirled around towards where the plea had come from. Bounding forward a few leaps, the shadowy figure of a young, small gray wolf appeared, having fallen victim to the bubbling pools of ick. Tch, she thought to herself. Some dumb mortal. "Hey scaredy bones, you look lost. Mind keeping it down?" she deadpanned. Asha promptly turned around towards the first voices she'd heard. Surely they'd been alerted by the panicked cries, and hopefully would appear soon as well. "Talk" "You" Think |
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