Centuries Of War

They crossed the deserted, open plain carefully, both of them stepping over the remnants of the creatures that had died here, some clearly more recent and some much older. Some of the bones were dried and cracked and brittle, some other ones still had slight remnants of old flesh and fur hanging off of them. It was a gruesome land to be sure and portions of it were dry and barren, making him wonder if this was a plain or a desert.

He was looking away from Duchess when a piece of ground started to crumble away from her, not realizing what was happening until she jumped back into his side, causing them to stop as she leaned into him and hid in his fur. He blinked and huddled into her as well as if on instinct, quickly realizing what had happened as he looked down by where her feet once were.

Segin tucked his head over hers for a moment, gently nuzzling her ears with a small smile. ”It’s okay, it’s okay,” he told her gently, his voice soft and encouraging. ”Come on, lets keep moving and get out of here, alright? We’re almost to the other side.”

Segin Epsilon