The Praetor boy found himself sitting alone in the edge of the saline tide as it lapped at the obsidian shoreline. His amber gaze lost in the horizon before him as he was vaguely aware of the gulls screaming in the distance. Every now and then, one would momentarily disappear beneath the surface, only to immediately resurface. Some were luckier than others, as they had been victorious in their efforts of fishing. Others, no matter how hard they tried, just couldn’t produce anything. A struggle that he was beginning to understand well. Mother and Baelfire had been gone for a few days now, leaving father scarce as he searched for them. Occasionally he would see the fiery red brute in between attempts at locating their missing family. However, he was beginning to learn not to ask if he had found them yet. It seemed to be a sore subject.
Aresenn had found the best way to quell the longing in the pit of his chest was to try to find ways to keep himself busy. He hadn’t really had the opportunity to learn much about the world yet with as busy Ignis had been. So he continued coming back to the beach as a place of familiarity. He oftentimes searched for sea shells, waded the water, or dug in the sand. Anything he could do to maintain a distraction. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to stop his mind from wandering. Keeping it out of the shadows was a task in itself. Bringing his attention back to the forefront, his focus fell to his paws as the ocean water surged past him ever so slightly. A sigh escaped him as he hauled himself to his paws. What was he going to do today?
Juggernaut
Professor
