Ankyra Sound dinner at deviant's palace

fade w your next post? these two need another thread <3

he would not have mocked caiaphas for her aspirations -- it was a deep want of the druid to return to the elements from which he had come, to the storm and to the lightning, the thunderous roll of grey clouds across the heavens. he had said nothing of this to anyone living or dead, fearing it would amount to a betrayal of his life upon the earth. he and the priestess were well-met with their inner wanting, it seemed.

"the very sight of the ocean constricts my breath. when the storms crash and roil, the air here stings my eyes and burns my throat. it is a strong creature to reside so close to the saltwater and eat of its bounty -- it is a more powerful wolf to command it."

here he looked to caiaphas and smiled wanly, holding her eyes for a long moment. "i must return to donnelaith," he muttered with much regret, "but as always, i shall return. may you be blessed," the druid intoned, reaching to kiss her cheek with only a hint of lingering -- he would not press where she had turned him aside -- and then moved to trot up the sands in the direction of the redwood forest.