when the colors fade

It's eerie. Unsettling. For as willing as Tide can be to charge into danger, this is a danger that's brand new to him. With no one in possession of more life experience around to ask, it looks like they're left to themselves to figure it out. Trying to assemble the pieces of a puzzle, when they don't know what the bigger picture is meant to look like.

The churned soil is some sort of clue, at least. As it moves beneath his paws, the boy has an idea. "I'm going to try to dig down, maybe there's something more underneath." Looking to Pythia to gauge her reaction for just a moment before diving headlong into this idea, it's brief. Churning at the soft dirt around one of the cracks in the earth, Tide begins to dig.

"speech"