BLEEDING OUT IN THE COLD AND THE DARK
01-26-2014, 04:25 PM
Shilah's pace was rapid as he slipped over the terrain, body moving in a graceful, almost flowing motion. The recent storms and the partial eruption of the volcano had created a den of choas and Shilah was trying to help wherever he could. However, it was difficult to travel in this weather. More than not he'd find himself having to double back. Shilah's stomach rumbled but he ignored it. He hadn't been without food all that long and there would be time later to hunt once he found a decent place to rest for the night. The sound of water caught Shilah's attention and he scented the air. Hmm? he didn't recall any signs of rivers or streams around here. A lake perhaps? He was getting rather thirsty. Shaking off the wind and the sounds of rolling thunder he moved on into a strange man-made place, long since reclaimed by nature. It felt strange here? there was an odd presence here and when Shilah closed his eyes he could feel it. A scream rang out in pain and anger. Another injured? Shilah took a deep breath, preparing himself and then headed in the direction of the scream, preparing himself for whatever he might find. He's seen various injuries from sprained ankles to full on castration. Caught by the wind as he broke into the circle Shilah stumbled. Dam? there was a storm moving in for sure. He looked across the way and saw an ebony fae about his age sitting there. "Excuse me! Miss are you alright!" He called out over the wind as he started to move toward's her, pausing as he passed the pool. Speech |