I Will Not Quit
Juggernaut
Professor
11-02-2024, 08:28 PM
Aresenn watched Araxina with a mix of pride and trepidation as she began to navigate the path with newfound care, her steps measured and cautious. Her words, spoken with uncharacteristic solemnity, echoed in his mind. Yes, Daddy. Was that the first time she didn’t fight him on something? Perhaps, just perhaps, some of his lessons were finally sinking in.
As they followed the narrow goat trails, the terrain began to shift subtly. Tufts of hardy grass and tenacious shrubs sprouted from the cracks in the stone, their roots clinging to the thin soil. The air grew cooler as they approached the waterfall, its mist carrying on the breeze and dampening their fur. Aresenn paused, lifting his muzzle to scent the air. The briny tang of the distant ocean mingled with the fresh, earthy smell of the waterfall's spray.
"We're getting close," Aresenn murmured, his voice almost lost in the growing roar of the falls. The sound was deafening now, the cascading water churning up a fine mist that coated their fur and made the rocky path slick and treacherous. He glanced back at Araxina, ensuring she was still following closely. As they rounded a bend, the full majesty of the waterfall came into view. It was a behemoth, easily a hundred meters tall, the water plummeting from the cliff face in a thunderous torrent. The spray rose in great billowing clouds, creating an ever-shifting rainbow in the afternoon light. Aresenn paused, his orange eyes wide as he took in the sight. Despite the countless times he had made this journey, the raw power of the falls never failed to steal his breath away.
He glanced back at Araxina, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he watched for her reaction. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured, his deep voice barely audible over the roar of the falls.
"Aresenn Praetor"
As they followed the narrow goat trails, the terrain began to shift subtly. Tufts of hardy grass and tenacious shrubs sprouted from the cracks in the stone, their roots clinging to the thin soil. The air grew cooler as they approached the waterfall, its mist carrying on the breeze and dampening their fur. Aresenn paused, lifting his muzzle to scent the air. The briny tang of the distant ocean mingled with the fresh, earthy smell of the waterfall's spray.
"We're getting close," Aresenn murmured, his voice almost lost in the growing roar of the falls. The sound was deafening now, the cascading water churning up a fine mist that coated their fur and made the rocky path slick and treacherous. He glanced back at Araxina, ensuring she was still following closely. As they rounded a bend, the full majesty of the waterfall came into view. It was a behemoth, easily a hundred meters tall, the water plummeting from the cliff face in a thunderous torrent. The spray rose in great billowing clouds, creating an ever-shifting rainbow in the afternoon light. Aresenn paused, his orange eyes wide as he took in the sight. Despite the countless times he had made this journey, the raw power of the falls never failed to steal his breath away.
He glanced back at Araxina, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he watched for her reaction. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured, his deep voice barely audible over the roar of the falls.
