Dragoncrest Cliffs anatomy of a tidal wave

The start of heavy rain! Any and all welcome (even howl-cameos!) <3 Dated: 5/22

The morning started out dull and hazy. A fog lay heavy over the cliffs that made it impossible to see the roaring waves beneath, giving her a feeling creeping up the length of her spine. With the days turning into summer, the heavy winds are gusts of warm air. The rain is evident to take over the rest of the day but the heaviness of the world around them gives her a bad feeling. Her ears droop to her head as she lingers near the lake. The sky has yet to break but as the day moves onward, they are given less and less light and the beginning of rain teasing her thinning summer coast.

It is barely more than a mist in the moment but the ominous feeling continues to grow and eventually the raindrops increase in side. Her nose wrinkles when one hits her square between the eyes and she shakes her head, huffs her breath, and steps away from the cliff and back toward the watering hole.

It is deserted as she sets her feet in the open terrain. Small ripples turn larger in the lake as the rain grows with each passing minute. There’s several minutes where it lights again, as if it might curve around and miss them entirely, and all at once it whoops from the south, engulfing the territory within seconds of discovery. Her fur is soaked in no time and she lifts her nose to howl, though the thunderous rain dampens the weight it carries through the entire territory when she only wants to know everyone is safe.