Something strange is going on. Sweetheart wants an answer, but she can at least take a look at the Temple first. That can't hurt.
... Mostly can't hurt. The storm is moving along in the same direction she is. Sweetheart stays crouched, getting lots of quizzical looks from humans brave enough to watch the weather from their windows.
Monzun is barely paying attention. Sweetheart was damaged, perhaps their own fault at urging Lethys on. They cannot care right now. They can heal her. After.
They fixate on staring across the sea.
Calm. Plan, if not calm.
There are other Lands, supposedly. Nemesis --
Khazar didn't seem overly attached to the Land he was battling over. If he was forced there, chased --
...They suspect he arose from another.
The rain clouds slowly drift over the water, sending the waves into a frothy mess.
Could they just...go? Streak across until they find another one? Missionaries had traveled in their name to somewhere, hadn't they?
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Date: 2025-06-29 07:07 pm (UTC)... Mostly can't hurt. The storm is moving along in the same direction she is. Sweetheart stays crouched, getting lots of quizzical looks from humans brave enough to watch the weather from their windows.
Monzun is barely paying attention. Sweetheart was damaged, perhaps their own fault at urging Lethys on. They cannot care right now. They can heal her. After.
They fixate on staring across the sea.
Calm. Plan, if not calm.
There are other Lands, supposedly. Nemesis --
Khazar didn't seem overly attached to the Land he was battling over. If he was forced there, chased --
...They suspect he arose from another.
The rain clouds slowly drift over the water, sending the waves into a frothy mess.
Could they just...go? Streak across until they find another one? Missionaries had traveled in their name to somewhere, hadn't they?
Monzun is tempted to try.