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Quiet.
He stopped. The man was still, silent; he was in a state of emergency meditation and had blocked out the noise of the roaring mountain to concentrate. He again tried to position Dawa on a mental map of the Valley, coming up with the same awful realization that she indeed was now stuck under the fallen snow and dirt. That was the only possibility that was most likely. His brows pinched together as he dove deeper into his mind but there was nothing more he could do but regroup. With a heavy head, he looked up to where the red leaves of Chenrezig brushed above the others in the middle of the Valley.
Quiet.
Tenzin twitched an ear as he woke from himself, noting that the earth had also become still and silent. His head lifted and he noticed the avalanche had indeed stopped, finally. It was hard for him to move. Though he was walking on steady ground, he may as well have been trying to move through thick, solid mud. It took the monk a while to reach the white-barked tree he and Dawa had named for a god from back home. Chenrezig, he thought as he approached the base, resting his forehead against trunk, please forgive me.
It was then the others started to trickle in. Irrationally, he searched for Dawa among them, but knew in his heart she would not break the treeline as the others did. Xi'nuata was first, followed by the Dragon and Acacia. There was a pause in the monk's breath, though calling him a monk at this point in time would be laughable. He was still spiritually detached from the realization of losing the only thing he lived for. Yasuo Tenzin caught the fiery eye of his chained beast and lifted a lip at the thought of the oncoming Dragon's rage.
"She is not here," he said simply in a deep voice, a heavy contrast to his light and high-spirited self. He stood with his tail straight out, hairs raised, head held high - he had no runes to protect him now. He had no barrier to escape to, no fellow monks to entrance the Dragon and sing it back to sleep. Once it woke, Tenzin would have no way to defend himself; but it was Tenzin who had failed, and Tenzin who deserved the wrath of the Dragon.