Novus. He turns the name over and over again in his mind, wondering if he’d heard of it before (but of course, he hadn’t). In his short time here, Pan had done a fair bit of exploring, but he was dismayed to find there was nowhere by the sea to live… so he settled for the river that stretched from the sea to the plains. It was water after all, and when Oliver came back, he would know to find Pan near the ocean. Walking slowly toward the delta, he motioned to the north. “I live here, I think… I don’t know what it’s called, but it seems like a nice enough place. Where is Terrastella? Is it far from here?”
He was a bit dismayed to hear that Flora didn’t live by the shore, for he wanted nothing more than to be close to his friend. But he also knew that she would want her gardens, in the same way he needed his sea. And, Pan was never too far away. He was a nomad at heart, straying far from the place he called “home”, even when he seemed to find his way back. Here, things would be no different.
”How did we get here? I remember being in the Rift tide, but I think that we’re stuck here now… I can’t seem to get back.” Scowling at the sky, he wondered aloud. "What about your mom and dad Flora… do you think they’ll be worried?” He’d miss Karou, for sure. She had been one of his first friends, long ago when he’d lived in the water kingdom. It seemed strange to think he might not see her again, but stranger for Flora… and Pan briefly hoped that he hadn’t upset the flower girl, and flicked a sideways glance toward her. His concern grew some when he considered how different she looked than before. She was taller, leaner, her baby coat gone and replaced with something sleek and gold. He wouldn’t admit that his friend was growing up, but it was hard to deny what he saw with his own eyes. Still, he could pretend that everything was fine – that she’d stay young forever. That she’d stay with him.
Focusing back on her question, he chewed on his lip thoughtfully. ”I don’t know where they went. Rock was at home, probably sleeping in the sun… I don’t think he even came with us. But Oliver… he must have gotten trapped somewhere. Maybe he’s lost, and trying to find us.” He hoped not, but it was hard to imagine that the otter was anything but worried about his scaled companion. After all, Pan hadn’t stopped wishing that he’d find the furry beast since arriving in this land. But he tried not to think about it, drawing in a steadying breath of sea air and pushing down the concern. ”Tell me what you’ve learned, about this Novus... I’ve only just arrived.”
He was a bit dismayed to hear that Flora didn’t live by the shore, for he wanted nothing more than to be close to his friend. But he also knew that she would want her gardens, in the same way he needed his sea. And, Pan was never too far away. He was a nomad at heart, straying far from the place he called “home”, even when he seemed to find his way back. Here, things would be no different.
”How did we get here? I remember being in the Rift tide, but I think that we’re stuck here now… I can’t seem to get back.” Scowling at the sky, he wondered aloud. "What about your mom and dad Flora… do you think they’ll be worried?” He’d miss Karou, for sure. She had been one of his first friends, long ago when he’d lived in the water kingdom. It seemed strange to think he might not see her again, but stranger for Flora… and Pan briefly hoped that he hadn’t upset the flower girl, and flicked a sideways glance toward her. His concern grew some when he considered how different she looked than before. She was taller, leaner, her baby coat gone and replaced with something sleek and gold. He wouldn’t admit that his friend was growing up, but it was hard to deny what he saw with his own eyes. Still, he could pretend that everything was fine – that she’d stay young forever. That she’d stay with him.
Focusing back on her question, he chewed on his lip thoughtfully. ”I don’t know where they went. Rock was at home, probably sleeping in the sun… I don’t think he even came with us. But Oliver… he must have gotten trapped somewhere. Maybe he’s lost, and trying to find us.” He hoped not, but it was hard to imagine that the otter was anything but worried about his scaled companion. After all, Pan hadn’t stopped wishing that he’d find the furry beast since arriving in this land. But he tried not to think about it, drawing in a steadying breath of sea air and pushing down the concern. ”Tell me what you’ve learned, about this Novus... I’ve only just arrived.”
Pan
Dawn Court
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