Bramblepoint clandestine meetings & longing stares

Referencing the MSP calamity.

Something glinted in the sky which caught Ibis by surprise, and at first she thought it was a particularly shiny piece of snow, or maybe a bird returning to the area after the winter storms had died down. There came a distant rumbling and then the sky overtop the mountains darkened; all the while Ibis was roaming closer, completely fixated on the abrupt change taking place, transforming the sky from frosted, pallid, and ethereal to something much darker.

By the time she'd made her way from the fen to the edge of Lake Rodney, the calm had returned. There were tendrils of darkness clinging to the mountainside and trailing up in to the clouds, turning them stony and gray, which gave Ibis an ominous feeling she disliked greatly. She knew that turning around would be a safer bet — Lilitu would be wondering where she had gone, as would Wraen and any others — but the curiosity within Ibis was too strong.

She ducked among the conifers of the Bramblepoint for a moment to rest, keeping to the southern edge. There was no telling what lay in wait for her in this place; it had been ages since she'd traveled of her own volition and as freeing as it was to run and explore, she could not shake the feeling of doom that had crept across her with the rising clouds.