Silver Moraine field and fountain, moor and mountain

He sighed out loud, relieved when he was told that the storm was actually moving on the sea. It meant that he wouldn't be full-on-face-hit. "Thank-you!" He yipped out loud, almost happy. However that moment was short-lived. Good, so that meant he was safe; for now. Partly. These rocks were still slippery and there was something else he didn't like so much. There was still the looming danger of thunder and lighting dominating the sky while it had darkened quite a lot due to the grey, omnish clouds above his head.

"Do you know a place where I can safely hide?" Epic didn't dare to admit to the other that he was actually a scaredy cat, taking no liking to thunder, lightning or anything else that lit up the dark sky and rumbled and roared like a long-gone dinosaur.