03-25-2021, 12:49 PM
The soft rumbles beneath his feet signaled something was wrong. Terribly. Periwinkle hues lifted up and out of his caves, watching as the earth began to slowly shift. Only moments later did it begin to tumble down, screams following it's downfall. His sister's yell, clear as day, rushed through the territory to alert them... but he had already began to run. The lion darted forward through the rubble and out of his cave. His earth elementals pushed the mudslide back as much as he could, but the contents of the water broke free and began to spray outwards.
He tumbled backwards. A growl reverberated out from his throat and with a thump, it came to a stop. The mudslide began to swallow him whole, but he persisted. With what strength he could muster, he manipulated the earth away from him and the ground underneath him upwards, only to jump off and head towards his sister.
The echo of tumbling debris filled his senses as he grew closer to the rest of the group, only for his gaze to catch on the blood. Romulus didn't focus on the surrounding animals, but instead zoned in on his sister who was being held by Jormungand. His teeth began to grit together. Despite their quarrels, he wanted her safe. With narrowed hues, he looked back up at Jormungand and pointed a paw at Sojourn. "Keep her safe," he demanded. Or else.
Was this a sick metaphor for their relationship? Water and earth colliding in fury. Unable to be soothed because the two battling elements wouldn't come together... as family... as to fight for their home... and as a result, everyone suffered.
He tumbled backwards. A growl reverberated out from his throat and with a thump, it came to a stop. The mudslide began to swallow him whole, but he persisted. With what strength he could muster, he manipulated the earth away from him and the ground underneath him upwards, only to jump off and head towards his sister.
The echo of tumbling debris filled his senses as he grew closer to the rest of the group, only for his gaze to catch on the blood. Romulus didn't focus on the surrounding animals, but instead zoned in on his sister who was being held by Jormungand. His teeth began to grit together. Despite their quarrels, he wanted her safe. With narrowed hues, he looked back up at Jormungand and pointed a paw at Sojourn. "Keep her safe," he demanded. Or else.
Was this a sick metaphor for their relationship? Water and earth colliding in fury. Unable to be soothed because the two battling elements wouldn't come together... as family... as to fight for their home... and as a result, everyone suffered.