red sun in the morning, sailor's warning

The little girl was frightened, but she was doing her best to disguise that fact. She put on her bravest face while still doing her best to hide behind her Poppa’s wings. He was quiet as she told her Daddy about what she thought, though it was obvious they were both concentrating harder on their dangerous environment than they were on her. Though they didn’t look scared she could feel how on edge they both were.

As the sun shifted higher in the sky more details were able to be made out in the spires themselves. Mortis leaned down to examine the etchings in the sides and though Odette used her little leopard claws to try and hold on she toppled over her Dad’s shoulder and ono the hard ground with a thud. Scared more than hurt she couldn’t help the overwhelming emotions and began to cry.

"Odette"