grand lotus

Iroh padded heavily over the shore of the pond, now that spring was about to give way to summer the cattails were beginning to sprout and the grass was thickening greatly. Swathes of flowers were blooming and bees and pollinators buzzing quickly through the air, too busy to pay the dark warrior any attention. The blue and lavender eyed Abraxas carried his heavy teapot and Sarabi perched on his back as her bright eyes sought out a good location for evening tea. Iroh was still feeling sore from the raid, but every day was better.

The mandrill tugged at his fur and pointed to a small clearing that was mostly bare of vegetation. Sarabi leapt from his back and immediately began to gather up kindling for the fire as Iroh first placed his teapot and then went to join her in collecting. Before long Sarabi had a fire going and Iroh was filling his teapot with water from the lake before setting it close to the fire. His mandrill companion sprinkled her choice of tea leaves into his bowl and her mug as the water heated. Iroh made himself comfortable, lowering himself to the ground.

He sighed softly as his bright eyes looked out over the lake and his mind wandered, he’d accomplished much during the raid but he felt more bitter than sweet. Aerie lost two to one and he’d realized the fact that Banshee was missing. The thought of her caused his heart to contort and he lowered his eyes to his paws. Sarabi pet his shoulder comfortingly, but could offer him no other comforts.