storm on the horizon

*Eris* · 06-04-2019, 06:42 PM

Eris Pyre

She shook herself thoroughly in the den, glad to find the ground was pleasantly solid. Although it was cold, it was dry, and that was more important. The taste of blood in her mouth was unfortunate, but she knew superficial wounds like this would heal quickly. The storm outside was still raging and showed absolutely no sign of stopping. It seemed like they would be stuck together for quite some time.

If they pressed their bodies at opposite ends of the den, there was less than a foot of space between them, and that was being generous. Eris was absolutely used to this kind of closeness - with the Ademre, they were often piled one on top of the other, especially in cases like this storm. Logically, she knew that she needed to respect the stranger's personal space, but she still craved physical touch. "I'm Eris Pyre of the Ademre, and I'm sorry to meet you under these circumstances," she laughed softly. "I hate to ask, but... " She looked suitably embarrassed, but she couldn't help herself. "You're quite small, and I've never met anyone your size before. Where did you come from?" As soon as she finished speaking, a thin trickle of water began at the mouth of the den.

Eris groaned and keened in the back of her throat. This was very troubling. She had hoped it would keep the water out, but it seemed to need a little bit of intervention. "We could try to build a wall..." she mumbled as more water began cascading in. Using her skull, Eris pushed dirt and sand up from the bottom of the den and towards the mouth, trying to raise a lip on the outside of the entrance to prevent water from flowing in. "Or we could dig a moat, before we become the moat."

"Speech"|"Ademic"

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