Earth's Pull

Pnuma didn't seem to react much to the woman's touch, only slowly blinking in acknowledgment. Still, he did not fully absorb Circe's words, only catching enough to get that she was going to carry him. He liked that idea. He didn't want to walk, he was much too tired to want to move. He stood on his wobbly legs to make it easier for the woman to shimmy underneath him.

When she stood, his feet were lifted off the ground and he hung limply from her back. He did his best to stabilize himself into a perfect balance to ensure he didn't slide off then stayed static in his position. In his sedated state, being carried was a comforting experience. The woman's soft fur beneath him acting as a pillow, the sun's warmth hitting his back, the sedatives work on his mind, only those with the strongest willpower would be able to refrain from falling back asleep. Pnuma was not one of them.

The second Pnuma's heavy lids fell, he was back to sleep. Dreaming the time away as he was carried away from the territory.

-exit Pnuma-