when the colors fade

Pythia didn't like this one bit. She could feel her brother disturb the dirt of the channels. It didn't take anyone with sight to know what he was doing. Her ears picked up on the clods of dirt flying behind him, her nose scenting the fresh scent of churned soil. Her toes vibrating more and more until her legs were practically shaking. Uh, that wasn't a good sign...

"T-TIDE!" Pythia shrieks as the sound of the earth giving way rumbles out from around where her brother's scent was. Her breath catches in her throat, heart pattering away as her muscles keep her frozen in place. Well, dammit, what was she to do? He had fallen into a hole? It hadn't reached her where she had stood, but the sudden draft of wind sweeping from behind her toward her front told her it was at least big enough for an adult to fall into.

"Are you alive?" She calls out before realizing how stupid that question is. If he wasn't alive, he wouldn't answer. An annoyed grumble lifts from her chest as she takes a tentative step forward. Without Tide on the surface with her, it was going to take her a minute to find where the hole was so she too didn't fall in.

"speech"