Larksong Grotto Ozymandias

Hey all! With the new BWP kicking into effect, I figured we'd get things started with an impromptu pack activity! Reek will be calling all who haven't taken shelter from the locust swarm to take refuge in his cave.

@Jhala @Eslani @Skeet @Aspen @Zaavier @Lilac @Emory @Charley Pryor @Sapphire Sephora

They came in a number so vast that they nearly blotted out the mid-day sun in the thick blanket of buzzing wings and clicking jaws. A swarm of locusts had descended on the grotto in plague-like proportion, thus shrouding the territory in darkness and shadow. Reek could only stand and watch in fear as the swarm approached in mass, like a cloud of death. He was no man of faith, but lately he found his disbelief shaken. This was his punishment, he was sure: a plague sent from hell itself to punish Reek for his sins — his infidelity, his greed. There was nothing he could do but stand helpless as millions of locusts encroached on his land and stripped his pack dry.

Soon, they engulfed everything. The air was thick with tiny, buzzing wing flaps and Reek could barely see past five feet in front of him. His knees trembled in the wake of this disaster and he found himself unable to move -- eyes wide as he was covered with a sheet of six legged demons. He tried to shake them off, but they clung to his fur with their spindly legs. Despite Reek's best efforts to stave them off, even more locusts clung to his body. Once he had become more insect that wolf, Reek felt there was nothing more to do than run. He threw his head back, calling for his wolves to take shelter with him in the grotto before setting off in a sprint.

He took off down the ridge, running blind in the swarm. The buzzing was so intense, he could hear nothing else. Vision failing him, he was guided solely by scent back to his cave. Locusts lined the walls, but their numbers dwindled the deeper into the grotto he traveled. Coming to rest in the darkness of the cave, there was nothing left to do but wait this hellish nightmare out,.