Stone Circle sychid thrum

Murdock thought back. "Not like blood. More orangey. But it looked way bigger than usual, too," he replied, sorry to hear that she'd missed it. Hopefully, it would happen again in her lifetime, but Murdock wasn't going to hold his breath. He was getting on in years, and he'd never seen anything like it before.

He laughed weakly at her statement. "I'm not looking forward to seeing them again, either," he admitted, ears slicking back for a moment. "We can do something closer to home, though. Maybe some napping, or hide-and-seek."