What the future holds

Kotori followed the dog ears flicking back in distaste at the smoke fowling up his vision, and even his sense of smell.  As the smoke starts to clear familiar scent reaches him.  Kotori moves cautiously, making sure he’s fully confident in his returning senses and wondering about the wisdom in following the stranger through that sudden bout of smoke.  It was an unnatural thing but he had the impression the dog-wolf wasn’t surprised at all.

The black companion pulls Kotori back half a step and the horned wolf widens his eyes in obvious surprise at the scenery.  There was no explanation to this of the natural sort.  Was their land cursed to experience unexplained events so frequently?  Kotori recalled the other strange events that had occurred in his life.  Well, the statues had changed the appearance of an area also and had crazy familiars at them.  So, was this really so much worse?  Ehhh, yet now where the hell was he?  

With a resigned sigh, Kotori acknowledged he probably wasn’t going to understand no matter how much he thought it over.  As the guide waved his paw towards a bridge Kotori acknowledged he wouldn’t be satisfied without knowing what this was about.  Besides, most likely he wouldn’t be the only wolf facing this sort of thing.

The bridge got his focus and Kotori thought of the options.  How strong was the bridge?  Take your time and risk the planks giving away when the weight lasts to long? He could make this guy go first but what if it could only handle one of them?  No matter what he chose there would be risks. “Well, I don’t feel like overthinking it.”

Kotori’s muscles bunched up and then he ran straight to the bridge, aiming for speed.  If it did collapse he’d have to find another way to leave later also.  Magic or spirits or some such got him here and Kotori wouldn’t be surprised if the same thing could get him out, whether or not a bridge stood.  Hell of a gamble.

Choosing strength – dash across bridge

"Kotori Fatalis"