I Will Not Quit

Aresenn squinted into the blinding heat of the afternoon, his orange eyes narrowing to slits against the glare reflecting off Waterfall Peak's barren slate cliffs. The cicada song drilled into his skull, a relentless dirge amid the otherwise oppressive silence. The dry grass crackled under their feet, each step producing a small puff of dust that quickly dissipated in the stagnant air. But of course, as the terrain began its steep ascent towards the mountains, the grass gave way to sharp rocks and loose gravel. "“Watch your step,” He murmured to his daughter as he led the way, carefully picking his way over the ever-changing landscape.

The path became narrow and tricky, but Aresenn moved with a precision born of years of practice, his large frame surprisingly agile against the rugged terrain. His eyes were constantly scanning, anticipating the challenges that lay ahead. With a swift movement, he leaped over a jagged boulder, landing solidly on the sun-baked ground below. He looked back to make sure Araxina was following. She was smaller but just as nimble. She could do it- he had faith in her.

"Aresenn Praetor"