A romantic getaway

A thick feeling of unease sat in Isa's belly like a rock. Something was wrong and she couldn't quite tell what. Not until she woke and the world was... wrong. The sky was wrong. The air was wrong. The light was wrong. The feeling of the unknown made the old blue fae nauseous with worry. So, when Sirius said that he was going to investigate, you bet your ass she was going with him.

The smaller wolf stayed tucked in close to her mate's side. She wasn't a coward, but that deep feeling of foreboding was gnawing hard at her stomach. She took what comfort and strength that she could from the giant man beside her. Dark ears flicked this way and that, anxiously waiting for something to happen. "I don't like this," she whispered softly, icy eyes darting back and forth, scanning their surroundings.

"Speech"