storm on the horizon
Scout
05-25-2019, 01:52 PM
To say Sota had been thrust outside of his comfort zone would be a vast understatement. Life in Boreas was not at all like life back home, when life had been full of rigid structure, when he'd always known exactly what was required of him next. This life was a new and unfamiliar one, but though he was slowly growing accustomed to the endless freedom that each day provided him with, the keyword was slowly. It wasn't a welcome adjustment by any means, and he felt restless without much to do. Trying to keep tabs on Balsalm was about his only real self-assigned responsibility right now, and when he wasn't doing that he was instead occupying himself with wandering aimlessly, and getting to know these southernmost lands. The tiny wolf missed spending most of his time in the trees, where he had lived most of his life, but being on the ground wasn't so bad.. right? That was why he'd been trying to convince himself as he padded uncertainly on the damp ground, moving tight against the sparse cypress trees, zooming from one to the next for cover. These trees were different than the ones he was used to, with thin branches that reached toward the sky rather than ones that ones that grew parallel with the ground. One look at the slender trees and he decided against it, though they still provided decent enough cover as he traveled. Moving toward the ocean seemed like a decent enough idea, until the sea of grass shifted into a wide stretch of sand - and when Sota lifted his head to peer into the horizon, he noted that the once clear-blue sky had grown dark and cloudy. It was a sure sign of a storm to come, and almost instantly he began to feel panicked. There was no shelter here, unless he tried to climb one of the larger trees he'd passed, and while he could maybe wedge himself in there to avoid the rain, it wouldn't be a comfortable stay by any means. Furrowing his brow as he scanned his surroundings, he was admittedly relieved when he saw a stranger who - for the first time, since coming to this place - wasn't a damn giant. It was hard to get a good look at her from his distance, but he inhaled a sharp breath of air and tried to summon up some courage that he felt he'd been seriously lacking. At least this one wasn't a giant who could squash him under her paw, and he was certain enough of his own speed to know he could get away if need be. "Uh - excuse me?" Sota called out warily, his voice ringing clear even over the sound of the waves lapping against the shore nearby. He padded a bit closer, and when he was within reasonable distance he lowered his head in a deep, exaggerated bow. "You don't happen to know anywhere someone might.. seek shelter around here?" He finally asked once he raised his head, looking a bit bewildered as he faced her now, letting his pale gaze dart briefly to the sky to watch the darker clouds rolling in from over the sea. |