The field stretched wide and green beneath a summer sky, and Pan danced among the ruby red flowers as swaths of sunlight filtered through the meadow. He was enjoying the last of the warmth, knowing that fall was coming with the undeniable bite in the air – but it didn’t bother him much. Though Pan was a creature that tended to follow the sun, he liked the prospect of colder temperatures and changing leaves. His entire existence to this point had been by the sea, and while he missed the ebb and flow of the salt tide, he was finding living near the river to be sufficient for his need. Plus, there was much more food to be found along the river’s edge.
Munching happily on the sweet shoots of grass, his tail switched this way and that, chasing away pesky flies (though he had to admit, the humming buzz they made was welcome in the silence). Peeking this way and that, he looked for his otter companion, deflated some when discovering that still, his friend hadn’t found his way here. Oliver was such a part of his life over the past few years, that he always seemed to wonder how he made it without his furry friend. But, the little otter always seemed to find his way back to Pan’s side. Perhaps it was only a matter of time.
”Hello! Is anybody out there?!” he yelled suddenly into the silence, wanting to hear anything to break the quiet. Singing quietly to himself, he tried to stave away the awkwardness of silence, heart heavy with the lack of company. It was wearing on the social creature to stay alone for such a long period of time, and he found himself wishing for company. Wondering aloud, his mind drifted toward Inkheart, and their worship session on the mountain. ”Solis… are you there?” But again, the god was silent.
To be honest, Pan was beginning to wonder if anyone was here, other than himself. Maybe he should go and search for Flora at the Dusk Court… at least she seemed to have made a lot of new friends.
Munching happily on the sweet shoots of grass, his tail switched this way and that, chasing away pesky flies (though he had to admit, the humming buzz they made was welcome in the silence). Peeking this way and that, he looked for his otter companion, deflated some when discovering that still, his friend hadn’t found his way here. Oliver was such a part of his life over the past few years, that he always seemed to wonder how he made it without his furry friend. But, the little otter always seemed to find his way back to Pan’s side. Perhaps it was only a matter of time.
”Hello! Is anybody out there?!” he yelled suddenly into the silence, wanting to hear anything to break the quiet. Singing quietly to himself, he tried to stave away the awkwardness of silence, heart heavy with the lack of company. It was wearing on the social creature to stay alone for such a long period of time, and he found himself wishing for company. Wondering aloud, his mind drifted toward Inkheart, and their worship session on the mountain. ”Solis… are you there?” But again, the god was silent.
To be honest, Pan was beginning to wonder if anyone was here, other than himself. Maybe he should go and search for Flora at the Dusk Court… at least she seemed to have made a lot of new friends.
Pan
Dawn Court
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