SOMNUS
’Is this it?’
Somnus lifted his head from where he had been rooting around within the growing grasses of the mountain foothills, keen verdant eyes peering up at the hovering barn owl just above his head. He focused on the flowers that were clutched within sharp talons, narrowing in assessment. The flowers that had been found were long and blue with hard stems, but did not match the sketches in the books of the Dawn Court library. They were definitely not the kind that he was searching for. The new King of Delumine gave a thoughtful frown before shaking his head apologetically.
“I’m afraid not, Alba. Best try again.” The barn owl seemed to sigh in disappointment as she let the incorrect prairie flowers drop from her grasp before wheeling about in the sky, off to attempt to find the correct flowers that had brought them here in the first place. That would mark her third failed attempt at finding the correct flowers. Somnus, of course, was fairing no better.
Call it foolish curiosity, but the pair had come to the foothills of the Arma Mountains in search for two flowers that grew specifically in Denocte. Dabbling in the culinary arts as he did, Somnus had been curious of the teas he could possibly brew from the Alpine Forget-Me-Not and the Common Wood Sorrel, but despite their best efforts, it seemed that equine nor owl could find either of the elusive blooms. Were they even in the right area? Was it too early in the year for the flowers to be blooming? The texts had stated, rather explicitly, that both flowers could be found in Denocte around the Arma Mountains, and that the flowers and stems could be brewed into a delicious tea. As a purveyor of fine teas and coffees, both of which were a simple pleasure to the golden tactician, he could not simply pass up the opportunity to try it for himself.
Unfortunately, the said flowers did not wish to cooperate. They had spent all day searching for the wayward blooms and were no closer to finding their quarry. Lifting his head, Somnus’ gazed traveled to the sun in the sky, squinting against the evening light as he gave a mighty stretch, the joints in his wings popping from having been furled in his search. It was a warm spring day and the sunlight was pleasant and welcome, but they only had a few hours until dusk. Their search would be cut off for another night, where they would pick it back up tomorrow… Unless they could find what they were searching for first.
The Dawn King gave a grunt of displeasure before shaking his head. “… Not bloody likely, at this rate.”
@Aislinn <3
