aquaphobia

Malachai's face dropped into a frown as he heard the words coming from his friend. He wasn't exactly the most empathetic wolf but even he could tell something wasn't quite right. He shook his head when Grimshaw asked about Ashen. "It's a shit show. Guess it's a little comforting to know things are a mess elsewhere too though." He noted the way Grim shied away from a crystal outcropping and Malachai moved without thinking, he placed himself between Grim and the crystal a minor protective instinct rearing its head. "Are you actually alright?" He asked, fixing Grim with his mismatched gaze, before he turned his attention back towards the crystal.

"Is it these things?" He asked, looking over his shoulder as he kicked out at the thing with a hindeleg. He spun around and peered down at them. Why was everyone so damn focused on these things?

"Malachai Cain Klein"