The Heartwood bromeliaceae

It was raining. Again. As if the air wasn't damp enough, it seemed that all it was inclined to do as of late was rain. Never quite enough to be a good gully-washer, it was as sporadic as the path Dirge had been forging across the open plains. Where the river had cut a wide and deep swath through them, the other side opened up to lush forests that obviously benefited from their locale. He had reached the forest just in time for the rain to begin and now his exploration was hand-in-hand with shelter.

Of course, being out in the rain did little to humor him. But it was a necessary evil they all faced and he wasn't about to go denning up somewhere with who knew what. Just inside the tall borderesque land he gave pause, his attention fixated for several long moments to see if @Saor was in tow of him. The duo hadn't seen @Nyx in days, but he had not begun to worry for her just yet. They branched off from one another frequently and likewise, always found one another again.