The Unraveling - It Rises

It came from the sea.

From the top of the cliffs, it left a wake as it made its way to the shore, a vast shadow beneath the water, aquatic life fleeing as it powered across the distance. She shivered, but not with fear. Perhaps this was her out?

Picking her path carefully to the cliffs edge, the salt-scented breeze whipped her fur about. Others had gathered and were already starting to fight the beast. What on earth could she offer to the cause? Her seafoam eyes took in the armored carapace, like the beetles her ravens liked best, but how to pierce it with the size disparity between them?

Was it even worth going for the eyes if they appeared to be sightless? Did she really have time to think about it? To scale down to the beach and attack the body that still extended back into the ocean...

Her quills and crystals shook, clattering against each other as she set her feet. Maybe if enough of them jumped at the same time they could knock it backwards? But she couldn't find her voice to suggest it.

It was as she gazed over the gathered that she spotted a familiar face in Vendrick. She inched as close as she dared, all bristled and spikey as she was. "They don' even seem ter be seein' us, like they're perceiving somethin' else?"

"speech"