While he had vaguely heard the feminine tones of mother’s voice, he was too far absorbed in himself to notice. His amber gaze remained fixated on the horizon and the distant twinkling of the obsidian sand that glinted in the sunlight when struck just right. He flexed his nails into the powdery substrate, really feeling the grit against his smoothly padded toes for the first time. The lulling tide called to him as it lapped at the shoreline. Whispering in echoes as it faded away, only to crash when it abruptly surged forth to reclaim ground that had been momentarily lost.
In a flash, Aresenn suddenly realized that he had stopped walking while lost in himself. He bounded forward in a start to pursue his siblings on legs that weren’t quite used to land yet … or sea for that matter.
Juggernaut
Professor
