Hold On A Minute

*Lyulf* · 03-12-2020, 09:50 AM

As they made their way along the path, Lyulf braced himself against the power of the wind. It tore through his coat, twisting his mauve fur every which way. It was different than any type of winds he had experienced before, something almost felt more... angry with it. Swallowing the thought, he turned to listen for Natha as he suggested shelter, warily looking up at the clouds. It would be hard to find something away from the weather here, he felt like most caves would only collect the trapped air if they were flush with the rest of the basin. Ears pulled back in thought, nodding in agreement when the lynx said she didn't want to get soaked. In this type of weather, it would be a sure way to catch a cold - or worse.

Lyulf's nostrils flared as he peeked into each cavern that his companion pointed out, feeling the brush of winds whip around the hole in the wall. His thought seemed to be right, the wind cut though everything that it could, which was honestly how the basin was probably created in the first place. His emerald gaze pulled towards the wooded area that Natha suggested, expression lighting up at the idea. "The trees would most likely cut down on the wind that reached any caves there, it would probably be a lot more safe than anything in those rock walls," He called, hoping that she could hear him. To add to his words he stepped onward, toeing the edge of the rocky face. He dared to peek below, his stomach dropping heavily as he realized just how high up they were. Heights didn't usually bother him, but with the mix of the angry wind, it felt like more of a sure fire that he could fall to his death. Best not think about that, not at this time. Licking at his dry lips, Lyulf lifted his head to look forward instead, keeping his gaze on the wooded area ahead, taking one last look at the skies.

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