Dark Horizons [event thread]

Walk | Talk | Think

They had been out and about on a patrol, he and his sister, and though the skies above were darkening and the winds picking up dangerously Eirik was enjoying himself. Keiki was a curious sort of wolf, so different than Warja with all her serious healer talk and getting embarrassed over her silly friend. Keiki had none of that, in fact, Eirik loved her playful nature and her tendency to make even the most redundant task fun and exciting. So his attention had not been on those clouds rolling in, or the fact they were getting further and further away from the Gulley where they would be protected from incoming rain. At least until his dad's howl finally reached them.

Eirik had stopped then, glancing back a little nervously, before coaxing his blue-eyed sister to follow, hurrying them both back toward the Gulley before the storm finally hit. It was a race they were destined to lose, and even beneath the cover of the trees the winds whipped the leaves overhead about so strongly that they provided little protection at all. He could feel the rain water seeping into his pale, thick coat, felt where it seeped all the way through to chill his skin. He turned his head to cast a worried glance at his sister, encouraging her with words though he still doubted she could hear him. "Keep up, alright?"

He was quite wet and a little winded by the time he reached the densite within the Gulley, Keiki in tow. As he stopped, he cast a glance over one shoulder at her, hoping she had fared okay with their race to get here. He scooted a step closer to her to bump his shoulder against hers with a smile before he turned to look toward his father, unsurprised really to see the man frowning. It was an off day when Rune had nothing to frown over. "Is it going to be bad?" he asked despite already having his own hunch. He had seen part of the clouds on the race back here; he doubted it was going to be a quick storm.