Speech // thought

The earthshaking was disconcerting, to say the least. The sky, stained red like blood above them, was unsettling and ominous. Now fissures in the land just north of his home had him frowning.

Eltrys was not liking this one bit. He had a pack to lead, and protect that was far too close to this event than he was comfortable with. Haydee was doing much better of late and he called her to join him down on the shimmering shore.

His paws sank into the sand as he rounded the corner from Lazuli Falls and walked toward the ocean's edge. The water crashed against the shoreline like usual. The phospherant magic hidden in the daylight. He was drawn inward, where he had spied a fissure developing from his perch over the falls. The sand felt crumby and softer than he thought it ought to be. It should be gaining more firmness as they drew inland, not softness...

"Stay close Dearheart." He warned Haydee soothingly. Tucking her close to his side as they walked over the sand.

When the earth had started shaking, a deep pit had formed in Haydée’s stomach and the blood red that took over the sky did little to help ease her fears. However, when Eltrys had decided to go investigate the nearby shore, where unknown things were happening, the petite woman would not allow him to go alone. When she had confessed her love for him, she had promised to face any challenges together and well, this… was certainly something. She keeps close to his side, slight form melding to his taller one perfectly as they go.

A smile, warm and loving, creases her features as he soothes her and she nods as he makes certain she is tucked close his side. A light giggle bubbles out they continue their trek across the golden sands. Holes appear ahead of them and the small woman peels away from Eltry’s side to investigate one such opening. Emerald eyes trace the outer perimeter before slowly trailing down into the dark depths. Ears swivel forward, attempting to pick up any strange sounds that emanate from deep within the earth’s depths.

Turning her attention to Eltrys, Haydée curiously asks, “What do you think is down there El?” The nickname that she had given him always brings a bright smile to her lips and, while the strange events are extremely serious, she cannot help but wag her tail because being with him, no matter what, makes her happy.


"Haydée Kedieo"