Emberwood the shadows whisper nothing

meant for ibis. others can join with Jitter's permission

The boy had been foolish, swallowed whole by the dripping sin that had claimed a hold of his entire kin, his bloodline. That ambition, the insatiable yearning for more, and for yourself to be the one to achieve it. Idle nothings had no place within his life. And so Kukulkan, coated in folly, had spent his time scouting the nearby regions as he could, with a simple goal in mind - rubbing the right shoulders. The Pirate Queen, his mother, had taught him so much when it came to the intricacies of political weaving.

All he hoped for was an undeniably fearsome start for the dainty girl. Something to give her to irrefutable confidence as she came into her own. As she became a queen, herself. But. just as it had for many in his family, his pride led him away when he had been needed most.

The boy meandered into the dense woods, soothed by the familiarity of the scents that surrounded him, yet at the same time anguished at how fresh these scents were. This was just the beginning. That is when your enemies will test you the most. When they'll strike the hardest. The cold realities lived by his predecessors hung in his ears, his warm and eager heart feeling that weight of suspicion reach, slowly, across it all.

Aside all this, the boy entered the words unafraid, though to say he felt no shame would be a terrible lie. Kukulkan entered the woods with intent, with a goal in mind, with a specific visage he wished to see. "Ibis... are... are ya there?" Would she even want to see him? To hear what he had to said?

But he pursed his lips - his intentions had never strayed. They'd always been for his good, for her good. For all of them together. He need only explain, surely she'd see.

Kukulkan meandered through the western edges of the Emberwood forest, passing scent markers and local wildlife alike as he pushed onward. He needed to see her. To speak with her. He needed her blessing to do what he can... what he must... for her.

"M'lady.... Ibis..." The gentlest, most courteous of tones this giant boy had ever murmured. They waited rather humbly...

@Ibis