Light up the world

Saracyn continued to hold the strange figure's glowing gaze with a confused tilt of his head. The fireflies continued to circle around him, cocooning him in cool-hued light, seeming to follow the leering gaze of the cloaked creature in the water. Sara could swear he heard a deep voice whispering somewhere in his ears, but try as he might, he couldn't look away from the reflection. The figure raised a glowing hand out towards the crimson and black pup, stretching its orange-hued fingers out towards him, beckoning Sara into the water. Without even thinking about it, Saracyn raised a snowy paw and began to reach in towards the figure. His paw was less than an inch from the surface of the water when Manea came up behind him, pulling him away from the edge of the water with a large paw.

The Mendacium prince gave a soft gasp of surprise, realizing he'd been unconsciously holding his breath given how his lungs were suddenly aching for air. Blue eyes blinked rapidly, gazing up at his mother while she peered into the water with a confused look. Naraca came up then and looked in the water with an equally confused look. Manea ushered him towards the den, but Sara wasn't ready to go yet. He scampered back to the edge of the water to find the weird creature again—but saw only his reflection there. The glowing figure was gone. Even the fireflies around the lake seemed to have dispersed as well. Frustrated and confused, Saracyn huffed when Manea nudged him away and back to the cave. "All right, all right, I'm going!" he whinged, trudging up through the grass and snow back in the direction of bed. He glanced back at the lake as he went though, wondering who that strange figure in the water was, and why he felt strangely familiar...

"Saracyn Mendacium"