The Sunspire Death Is A War[M] Blanket

SETTING: A bit a ways from The Saint's borders

Weather:rainy
cool
Midday
TERRITORY: Sunspire 
TAGS: @Donovan Azura

The rain had started that early morning, it's downpour soft and alluring. Clay had expected with it's gentle drops that it would cease, but as the day grew longer and longer, the prince began to wonder when, 'just when?' He had never experienced such a phenomenon; The rains were always short as far as he could remember. Lasting at most a quarter of a day... But this was just weird

He had found solace outside of Reneian empire, away from the prying eyes of everyone (or maybe just Takeshi). His fur dripping, flattened by the rain long ago and swirling down at his sides and neck like rivers. He had tried to sooth it with a paw and his tongue, but nothing seemed to work. He had given up long after it was prevalent that the efforts were nothing, sitting down and curling up in a ball under an overhang in some small attempt to get away from the offending weather.