eyes like the tides
04-16-2014, 11:35 AM
Cormalin |
Cormalin was relieved when Quintus began to blindly follow his voice, and called out again to the boy over the roaring fury of earth quaking and grating against itself below them. ?Good man!? He encouraged, until Quintus bumped into his side. Cormalin turned then, attempting to wrap his larger frame around Quintus?, to shield the young wolf from any falling branches that might have been shaken free of their trees, one paw draping over the male?s shoulders while he pressed his head over the others. It seemed as though the shaking went on for hours, but really, it was only several minutes. Everything held in limbo; one terrifyingly long timeframe. Until finally, the earth began to slowly cease her shaking rage. The roar died to a deep, far away rumble, like thunder on the horizon, until? Silence surrounded them. Not a bird sang, not a cricket chirped. There was only the quick breathing of the two wolves, and the heavy, galloping thunder of their heartbeats. Cormalin slowly lifted his head, looking around at the world. Several trees were uprooted, roots clawing at the air like a macabre forest. The lake had settled, waves no longer slashing at the shore like trapped wildcats. He looked down at Quintus, checking the young wolf over for damage. ?Are you alright, Quintus?? Luna, but he was shaking inside. He didn?t allow the shaking to spread to his body, instead forcing the fear aside to a compartment of his brain, to be dealt with on his own time. Mismatched blue and gold gaze was concerned. He was sure his own limbs would feel like water once he deigned to stand up. |