Discoveries

Watching from a distance, Sericea admired the incredible focus and determination of her adoptive brother. Her acidic gaze lingering on him as her thoughts drifted elsewhere. Where was her own calling? What was it that drove her towards a target with such unwavering purpose? And why, she pondered, was it that she felt an unexplainable pull towards aiding Zagan in this peculiar quest of his? Whatever it may be. If he was on one at all … but he looked like he was walking with intention. She could practically hear his feline-like claws scraping against the glossy obsidian shoreline from her vantage.

While the wind nipped at her smaller frame, her sanguine-and-white tail curled tightly around her. Sitting with the grace and patience of a cat- in her own likeness, she watched Zagan carefully comb through the obsidian rocks. Or at least until she could watch no more. In a swift, fluid movement, Sericea rose from her spot, her vibrant coat dancing in the salty sea breeze. She trotted towards Zagan, her padded paws navigating the slippery obsidian shore with ease. Each rhythmic tap was like a tiny drumbeat echoing off the glassy rocks beneath her. "Zagan," she called out when she was close enough, her voice melodic- almost sweetly innocent in tone. “What are you doing?”

"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"