now the wound breeds life
10-11-2024, 02:32 PM
Now that she had reunited with Dominus, it was hard to leave his side. There was comfort in being near him. He was the calm in the storm of her life. But as they traveled south into Auster to do some digging around about all these tremors and quakes, she had not expected to see her brother of all wolves here too. Unsure how Bjorn would behave around her since the last she had heard, he had been fighting with their father, she told Dom to stay back, to wait in case she needed help. But she shouldn't, right? This was her brother after all... Where Bjorn is the harbinger, she is the martyr. Light exudes from Lumine even during these dark times as she approaches him. Her eyes don't hover on him too long, she's too busy examining the landscape around her. How the ground has changed from rolling hills and sandy dunes to channels of churned dirt and rocky soil. Even in the distance, the illuminated waters didn't appear as brightly as they normally did. Was it due to the starless night sky? Worry creases her face as she approaches Bjorn's bubble. "Brother, what do you make of this?" Lumine's tone are even, solid, as it always has been even if there is hesitancy to get any closer to him. Stopping, her legs holding firm, she reaches a paw out to inspect the grass and dirt. It didn't appear different, but clearly there was something amiss here. The gods, perhaps? Was it truly the end times? |
