The rain was so thick, Laeta could scarcely see a few feet ahead. The older woman huddled next to Mel in the alcove, her pelt soaked to the bone. Mel dried more wuickly, having a much sleeker coat, and upon noticing her shivering, worriedly pressed against her side. He, too, was desperately worried about the storm. It was unlike any of the tempests they’d witnessed in the Hallows, the gales and gusts and claps of thunder were mere drizzles compared to this. Laeta stared out into what she could barely make out in the strikes of lightening, the pale flashes revealing shapes of the tall, jagged rock around them that formed the fjord’s cliffs. She hoped the Hallows was safe from his raging storm. The castle was sturdy enough, but would it weather out such fierce winds without damage? It was an old structure, only the gods knew what it could handle weatherwise. Her silent musing was interrupted as within their line of sight and flashes of light, a large, not-wolf figure barreled towards them. Laeta perked her ears and instinctively scootched back to the corner of the alcove, her small figure curling inward as the soaked figure - a horse! - frantically whinnied and managed to skid right into the cave. Not only that, but they had companions as well, a monkey and a hawk to be exact. For a few seconds, she and Mel couldn’t process what they;d witnessed. They’d been so used to wolves they hadn’t considered that sentient creatures like horses existed in their realm too. "Oh heavens! Erm..a-are you alright, sir?" Mel mamaged to stutter out after a few seconds of silence, though he was staring up at the stallion with wide, beady eyes. Curiosity and fear, really. Laeta was calmer, overcoming the initial surprise ajd smiling softly at the equine. Wow, he was massive. Taller than any wolf she’d ever seen, and many of them tended to be larger than her scrawny frame. "You got caught up in tje storm, too?" She asked the stallion. With a pause, she added, "It seems quite dangerous out there, so we might be sheltered here for a while. What’s your name? I’m Laeta, and this is my companion, Melis. Mel for short." Her tone was calm and warm, a stark contrast to the threatening storm outside. She aimed to be as calm as possible, so that everyone else could be relaxed. She had a gift for that, apparently. Curious about the creature, she added, ruby eyes staring up at the creature’s mane and tail, "You’re unlike any creature I’ve seen before. You’re a horse, right? Are there many of you out there?" Did horses have their own pack somewhere on Boreas? She didn’t know, it’d been ages since she stepped foot on this continent and was quite sheltered on Auster. Therefore she knew little about what was on the continent, like horses. Even if the creature hadn’t spoken, she had a feeling he could speak. Just a feeling. She had a knack for that, too.
”Speech” ’Thought’
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