Peace Offering

Sirius said nothing of her stumble, instead asking where she was from. "Oh, a land far across the sea," she informed him. "It always feels like spring and summer there. It rarely ever gets snow, and only then in the most northern reaches. Sometimes it gets a little too warm, but there are ways to thwart the temperature." With no rocks in her path, Isa was back to keeping pace with the Dire brute, her gait smooth and practiced. There was barely any pain in her injured leg. "The most fortunate held homes with underground caverns attached. The caverns stay cool and some, like my family, were blessed enough to have natural pools in theirs." Because of this pool, Isa was also a very good swimmer.

As Isa shared the beliefs of her people with the man, giving him a glimpse of the culture that she came from, Sirius scoffed and Isa's ears instantly flicked backwards. He was being insensitive yet again. This time she couldn't stop her tongue from wagging. "Thank you for throwing the beliefs of my decimated homeland in the dirt." Her tone was cheery, but her words were definitely not. "I find it interesting that you believe anything is stable or capable of being stable. We're nothing but waves on the ocean of time. The ocean is unpredictable. Anything could happen at any time." Both of their lives were proof of that.

"Isa"