Rainforest Cliffs
I NEVER KNEW DAYLIGHT COULD BE SO VIOLENT.
Sidhra was doing her best to piece together the pieces of this scenario as best she could. Some things were abundantly clear to her. These Helovians were brought to the Rift by this Kaos as they called him. They didn’t seem all too pleased about the circumstances, to be certain. They certainly held a fair amount of disdain for the creature. As each spoke in turn, Sidhra’s sensitive ears flicked and twitched in the direction of the voice. She still felt more comfortable in the shadows of the trees, but the little fae was still able to make a fair determination as to what was going in.
But when Kaos announced that he was a amalgamation of the previous Gods, that piqued the little fae’s attention more so than the complaints of these newcomers. It certainly explained why and how certain magics had begun to return to the Rift. It explained why lands long feared dead had begun to stir. There was much to process with all this new information, and she certainly had a lot to tell her sister. She knew that Anuya was eager to meet these newcomers, but it seemed that they were here to stay and that perhaps she had been wrong to suggest to her sister to keep her distance from them.
But still, she couldn’t help but thinking how she could ever come to trust those whom had killed the Gods of this land? But at the same time she found herself curious. How could mere mortals kill the Gods of the Rift? Perhaps there was more to be learned of these Helovians, information that she could attempt to flesh out as these strangers immersed themselves further in her home. When Kaos disappeared and the rains returned, the little fae did not linger. Instead, the little mare turned and disappeared into the shadows - intent on sharing what she had learned with her kin.
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