Don't Look Down

After receiving Aresenn’s impromptu lesson on navigating the rough waters between The Polar Sound and Ardens Glacies, Azoula felt confident in returning to the sound without him. And so, once they finally reached the island, she’d glance at the crimson male and Rhazien- a silent goodbye, as she ushered Delanie away from the two. Pushing the girl with her snout, forcing her to traverse over the icy, ebony rocks. She’d use this time to navigate the island, to see what it had to offer their kingdom.

At first, the shoreline was pretty dull- those icy, jagged rocks jutting out in all directions, expanding into an imperfect perimeter that went on for miles. The outer ringlet was devoid of foliage, but if you looked up into the mountain range, there was a youthful forest near the peak of the dome. But this beach, it wasn't anything to gawk over- the jagged rocks looked like spears, covered in ice and algae which made them slippery and hard to navigate. Shifting her weight with each step, Azoula moved forward with feline precision- testing each stone before she shifted her weight again. This was to avoid any weak spots in her path, so a weathered stone didn't crumble beneath her weight and make her tumble down. “Careful where you step, Delaeni.” She purred, looking over at the girl before motioning her towards a path. It seemed to lead up the icy rock face, and towards the forest above. All around them, seabirds were flying in the sky and mewing to each other- having created nests on the rocky cliffsides, now on alert with two predators entering their breeding grounds.


”Speech”