The Last Night

Time had been a thing that the old male had forgotten about, but as the weeks passed and the seasons changed again, he had begun to feel its effects. Crimson gaze watched as Quake carefully picked her way up the trail, the male following behind. She had wanted to come here to find some rare herbs that were hard to find elsewhere, and despite the dangers he knew she was smart enough to navigate her way through. She was the only family he had left, and likewise he was all she had. Everyone he knew had passed on, and here he was clinging to life just for her. He had no children of his own, but ever since he found his niece, he had always thought of her as his daughter.

He coughed, which in turn made Quake turn and look at him with concern. Sighing, he glanced at the sky and noted that evening was falling upon them and they'd need to find a place to sleep...but he knew that once they did, he'd be made to take some medicine. He shuddered, god how he hated the taste of bitter herbs. "Quake, we should find a place to rest before it gets too dark. The maw is dangerous, we shouldn't be traveling in the dark."