The Perfect Storm
01-29-2014, 07:53 AM
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The winds howled all around him, things flew every which way. He wasn't sure where everyone had gone, but he knew he had to get somewhere safe away from the flying dangers the storm held. Unfortunately for him, he was near the beach on the western side of the island, the wind and rain pelting him mercilessly and soaking clear to the bone. Sand and drift wood flew everywhere as the male ran full pelt towards the shelter of the trees, the storm not giving any moment to catch a breath as it raged on the island they called home. He only hoped that the others were safe and out of harms way. As he slipped into the trees, he heard branches cracking and trees creaking from the force of the winds, and among all the sounds a distant howl caught his attention. It was all too familiar, and a quick feeling of panic went through his system. Was Chrysanthe alright? He turned course towards the main grounds, racing through the trees as he tried to avoid as much as he could. As the male ran under the cover of trees, creaking and snapping and howling would sound all around him, then soon a sharp pain on his back as an unsuspecting branch was swept his way, smacking him sharply on his lower back and knocking him to the ground. He felt winded, his lower back stinging and throbbing with new pain as he pulled himself back to his feet as quickly as he could. He moved forward again, though slower this time thanks to the new feeling of pain on his hind end. As he neared the site, a second call would come forth, this time from another direction. And Caerul knew exactly where; Chrysanthe had changed course and moved to a more sheltered location. He urged himself to move faster, to get there and see if she and any others were alright. It wasn't too far away, and even with the pain he would move faster. Long grueling minutes passed, and finally he would arrive. The wind buffeting him as he clambered towards the rocks and sliding into their sheltered circle. He panted as he pressed himself against the rocks, and there nearby was Chrysanthe. Green gaze looked her over, she seemed to look fine with no injuries. "Chrysanthe, do you know where everyone is?" He would inquire with worry. Speech Thought Others |
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