Noctisardor Bypass And the thunder rolls

She spent a lot of time observing the rain, a little more time experiencing it, before deciding how she felt about it: Grub loved it. Although it sometimes gave her a chill, she enjoyed being wet. She found the soft susurrus of it soothing. Even the constantly overcast skies and foggy conditions appealed to her. Grub felt like a phantom whenever she moved through the mists around the den, trying her best to blend into them.

Here came the perfect opportunity to put this skill to the test. While the rain fell and the miasma swirled, Grub watched her father and sister come together near an overhang. Her sister's unhappy howl made the pale pup cock her head wonderingly. Perhaps Beetle didn't like the thunder and lightning. Grub didn't mind the noise, though the bursts of bright light were harsh on her eyes.

But she kept them peeled as she crouched low to the ground, trying to go unseen. Whenever they started moving, Grub intended to stealthily tail them and see how long she could stalk them unnoticed.