no matter how thick, cannot smother you
The ash hung in the air like an omniscient smog, overwhelming and suffocating. The trees burned and simmered, the dying flames licking at the soot like a hungry wolf nipping at the heels of wounded livestock.
Far above the suffocating air he sat, perched atop a stoney outlook in the low-lying section of the Veneror Peak and Arma Mountain outcroppings. Piercing eyes were trained - nay, fixated - on the Viride forest as it smouldered in the distance. Something gnawed at the back of the gryphon's mind, the crest of feathers along his neck and spine raising minutely as he sat within pensive silence. He was searching - waiting - looking for something...
Like a flash of flame catching on new kindling, he found it. Found her. Eulalie! he called, his voice strong and firm yet caring and soothing. Wings outstretched, and within seconds, he was airborn.
He knew where she was - knew it in his gut, in his bones. And while there was no familiar pang of danger that accompanied his discovery of her, he.. he had to be sure. Had to see it with his own eyes - see her golden coat unmarred of ashes, her skin untouched by the singe of burning wood and falling branches. He had to know she - and her family - were alright.
He crested above the Illuster meadow, towards the Court. His heart had initially pulled him to search the Forest, but he knew deep down that she was not there. She would not dare venture too close to such a dangerous place... not with her little ones, he was sure of it. And if she had? Well, lets just say that Tabbris was not above gentle chastizing and stern looks.
Eventually, he did not just feel her. He smelled her - fine tuned ears and sharp eyes turning in the direction he knew she was. Dark eyes searched... until he found her, and down he went, wings flaring as he approached the ground. Eulalie... are you okay? he reached out to her, the touch of her mind heavy on his own.
As he weaved inbetween the crowdgoers, searching for her, he saw the grouped individuals within the Court. Saw the wounded. Saw the parched. Saw the fleeing animals that had taken refuge into the safe haven... and while his concern lay with His, his heart warmed. His soul had not chosen wrong.
Far above the suffocating air he sat, perched atop a stoney outlook in the low-lying section of the Veneror Peak and Arma Mountain outcroppings. Piercing eyes were trained - nay, fixated - on the Viride forest as it smouldered in the distance. Something gnawed at the back of the gryphon's mind, the crest of feathers along his neck and spine raising minutely as he sat within pensive silence. He was searching - waiting - looking for something...
Like a flash of flame catching on new kindling, he found it. Found her. Eulalie! he called, his voice strong and firm yet caring and soothing. Wings outstretched, and within seconds, he was airborn.
He knew where she was - knew it in his gut, in his bones. And while there was no familiar pang of danger that accompanied his discovery of her, he.. he had to be sure. Had to see it with his own eyes - see her golden coat unmarred of ashes, her skin untouched by the singe of burning wood and falling branches. He had to know she - and her family - were alright.
He crested above the Illuster meadow, towards the Court. His heart had initially pulled him to search the Forest, but he knew deep down that she was not there. She would not dare venture too close to such a dangerous place... not with her little ones, he was sure of it. And if she had? Well, lets just say that Tabbris was not above gentle chastizing and stern looks.
Eventually, he did not just feel her. He smelled her - fine tuned ears and sharp eyes turning in the direction he knew she was. Dark eyes searched... until he found her, and down he went, wings flaring as he approached the ground. Eulalie... are you okay? he reached out to her, the touch of her mind heavy on his own.
As he weaved inbetween the crowdgoers, searching for her, he saw the grouped individuals within the Court. Saw the wounded. Saw the parched. Saw the fleeing animals that had taken refuge into the safe haven... and while his concern lay with His, his heart warmed. His soul had not chosen wrong.
Tabbris searches for @Eulalie while perched atop the Arma Mountains, needing to not only meet her... but ensure her safety. He is able to pinpoint her within the Court, and quickly flies over the ash-riddled air to unite with his Bonded.
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