ONCE MORE
AN ERA IS FADING
He supposed he was one of the lucky ones that had only been reduced to a dripping mess, instead of swept away.
Relic had been caught in the winds and rains, and had come in to the safety of the capital looking like a wet rat for it, his mane plastered to his neck, his tail dragging in thick cords that wrapped around one another. Even so, he had eventually settled among others, watching carefully as he took a position and slowly began to dry.
Over time, he went from sopping wet to merely damp, his mane and tail no longer giving the appearance of some poor drowned animal. They were both fluffed, and his tail even curled his back legs as he watched smaller animals dart, and kept an ear out on conversations that were spoken between friends and acquaintances.
While all was.. pleasant, here, he doubted it was elsewhere in the lands. The capital seemed to be the best place to take shelter, and he wondered perhaps if he should wander out eventually. For the time being, however, he was content to help where he could, passing on teas and drinks, and remaining unusually silent.
This was no ordinary storm, he knew that much. Novus was... changing.
Relic had been caught in the winds and rains, and had come in to the safety of the capital looking like a wet rat for it, his mane plastered to his neck, his tail dragging in thick cords that wrapped around one another. Even so, he had eventually settled among others, watching carefully as he took a position and slowly began to dry.
Over time, he went from sopping wet to merely damp, his mane and tail no longer giving the appearance of some poor drowned animal. They were both fluffed, and his tail even curled his back legs as he watched smaller animals dart, and kept an ear out on conversations that were spoken between friends and acquaintances.
While all was.. pleasant, here, he doubted it was elsewhere in the lands. The capital seemed to be the best place to take shelter, and he wondered perhaps if he should wander out eventually. For the time being, however, he was content to help where he could, passing on teas and drinks, and remaining unusually silent.
This was no ordinary storm, he knew that much. Novus was... changing.
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