Uwaritace
08-01-2017, 06:33 PM
Keeping low and backing away slowly might have worked for you, silly fillies, had it not been for Castiella's chain. The enraged specotes are gripped with panic as their male leader fall victim to the snare. The adults of the herd roars in fear and the calves squeal.
Maybe the mother tree can hear her faithful dwellers’ cries or maybe it is only by chance, but a large branch falls from above; crashing down on the chain. If you are still holding it, o sweet filly, your teeth will be hurt maybe even one or two of them will break with the unexpected pull.
Another branch falls, clipping Otem’s left wing.
The herd has not been stopped. The downed bull kicks the chain away and rises in the midst of the panic. As he bellows out his anger a young calf is trampled at the back of the herd. Its mother is to panicked to notice.
The specotes are nearing Otem now, will Castiella help her? Will she be able to fly away with one injured wing? It seems the Rift purrs with delight around you and the malice in the air is almost tangible.
Maybe the mother tree can hear her faithful dwellers’ cries or maybe it is only by chance, but a large branch falls from above; crashing down on the chain. If you are still holding it, o sweet filly, your teeth will be hurt maybe even one or two of them will break with the unexpected pull.
Another branch falls, clipping Otem’s left wing.
The herd has not been stopped. The downed bull kicks the chain away and rises in the midst of the panic. As he bellows out his anger a young calf is trampled at the back of the herd. Its mother is to panicked to notice.
The specotes are nearing Otem now, will Castiella help her? Will she be able to fly away with one injured wing? It seems the Rift purrs with delight around you and the malice in the air is almost tangible.
the Rift
