TOO SICK TO PRAY }solstice challenge

N/A · 11-26-2014, 06:41 PM

Amarant had heard a distant call from his grandfather, instantly intrigued and took off from his place in the den. If Colten was around, he would have definitely heard the shuffle. Anyone could. Frozen grit had been slushed under his paws as he trekked his way to the call. He came to a trot and eventually slowed to a walk as he eyed the crowd around. He caught nothing of the speech or evils that had been going on behind the scenes of his loving grandfather. But unlike when Alamae had strut her way to Arcanum's border, Amarant didn't see a fault in what was happening here. Though he didn't know either. At least he wouldn't see the fault.

Seeing the demeanor of Kylar, he would take a step next to his lover, Cataleya and then a seat. But just before his rump could touch the ground, a woman filled with tears and discouragement would start to make her way beside Cat, and Amarant would back away to sit more behind Cat, in between the two women.

"What's happening?"

He stretched his nose toward the silver woman, making a whisper but a loud child's whisper. But as before, whatever she told him wouldn't make him want to stop Kylar from his goal.

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