Whitefish River do we get what we deserve
All Welcome  May 29, 2018, 01:04 AM
Dirge
Lone Wolves

They moved inland from the coast, Dirge much less eager than @Nyx to put it behind him. It had only taken a few more miles before the world seemed familiar then. The pack so long ago that had been laying claim to the weeping forest was gone now and yet he moved with haste to cross beneath its full boughs. It wasn't hard to find the river from there; by then he had delved into a pace more leisurely than what had taken them far from the coastal avenue.

Summer rains washed them as much as the variation in the river's swath, the banks muddied and swollen as they were. The first break in the veil of scattered showers presented the rise of the plateau to their east, seeming as good as any point for a break. He had taken the lead for some time now, never quite straying too far away or ahead of his golden-haired sibling in present grasses ever tall enough to devour them whole.

As his steps slowed to their eventual stop, he scanned the horizon before them in mute interest. More clouds built off to their west, dark enough to promise that more rain would be swiftly on its way in due time; the rumble of distant thunder over the rise of eastern mountains affirmed they had managed a much tamer squall so far. When he was satisfied, which never took long at all in company, he rounded his gaze to Nyx with the cant of his head.

"You've mud on your face still," as did he, as did the rest of their autumnal bearing coats. It was impossible not to so close to the lazy swirl of waters far deeper than they looked, but it seemed a better fit than asking how she was doing. He wanted to, no doubt about it, but the obvious answers were, well, obvious. She still had a pulse, she still drew breath, and she had kept up with him so far. What more could anyone ask of another?

He offered her a thin smile; the world was quiet here in spite of changing skies and patchy sunbeams yet not covered. "This seems a decent enough place to try and dry out before we go out with the wash again, unless you object," because maybe this wasn't quite far enough to place some things at ease.