IT'S A LONG WAY DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE RIVER.
The days had been getting longer and hotter, and with the heat came more and more water sucked into the air in evaporation. Everyone who was anyone knew the water cycle, evaporation, condensation, all that shit. Arrow sure did know it well, she was an anyone after all. Eventually, the water had to go somewhere, and, normally, it would just go back down onto the swamp, no care in the world. Just a little bit more water for the gators as the drops fell through the leaves of the trees.
This time was different though. The heat had been so bad the past few days - and not to mention that little heat wave the swamp had gone through that short time ago - there had been more water than usual that had been sucked into the sky. The first sign something had gone wrong was when Arrow had heard the thunder rumble through the sky, and felt the electricity of lightning crackle through the air. It had woken the Luminary up, and she had certainly not wanted to be awake at that hour. Grumbling , the feline would stretch out, a large yawn leaving her maw before padding out of her house and into the humid swamp air.
The second sign something was wrong was when she saw the crocodiles. They were something common, seen often from the swamp dwellers, but what wasn’t common was seeing them move all in one motion, seemingly trying to get away from something. Even crocs had their limits, she guessed. They scrambled, their weird clawed hands stomping across the muddy swamp and into town. It annoyed the luminary to a point, seeing the town that she had lived in so long be dirtied by nasty feet, but she was used to that by now, animals simply walked into the camp without warning it seemed, more often than not.
The third sign was the water. It was what the crocodiles had been running from, she knew that, she wasn’t stupid. But when she saw it, it took a second to register. It was slow at first, the level of water rising and eventually seeping into the town that Tanglewood had reside in for years, but then it got quicker as the rain soon poured down, and she took a step back. “Get your fucking asses out of those houses and move!” The Luminary shouted, tail lashing as she quickly turned around to go back into her house, to wake up the sleeping bodies that were inside before running out once more, banging on doors and moving on quickly. “The town’s flooding, so go to higher ground and help those who need it. Make sure no one’s left behind.”
The days had been getting longer and hotter, and with the heat came more and more water sucked into the air in evaporation. Everyone who was anyone knew the water cycle, evaporation, condensation, all that shit. Arrow sure did know it well, she was an anyone after all. Eventually, the water had to go somewhere, and, normally, it would just go back down onto the swamp, no care in the world. Just a little bit more water for the gators as the drops fell through the leaves of the trees.
This time was different though. The heat had been so bad the past few days - and not to mention that little heat wave the swamp had gone through that short time ago - there had been more water than usual that had been sucked into the sky. The first sign something had gone wrong was when Arrow had heard the thunder rumble through the sky, and felt the electricity of lightning crackle through the air. It had woken the Luminary up, and she had certainly not wanted to be awake at that hour. Grumbling , the feline would stretch out, a large yawn leaving her maw before padding out of her house and into the humid swamp air.
The second sign something was wrong was when she saw the crocodiles. They were something common, seen often from the swamp dwellers, but what wasn’t common was seeing them move all in one motion, seemingly trying to get away from something. Even crocs had their limits, she guessed. They scrambled, their weird clawed hands stomping across the muddy swamp and into town. It annoyed the luminary to a point, seeing the town that she had lived in so long be dirtied by nasty feet, but she was used to that by now, animals simply walked into the camp without warning it seemed, more often than not.
The third sign was the water. It was what the crocodiles had been running from, she knew that, she wasn’t stupid. But when she saw it, it took a second to register. It was slow at first, the level of water rising and eventually seeping into the town that Tanglewood had reside in for years, but then it got quicker as the rain soon poured down, and she took a step back. “Get your fucking asses out of those houses and move!” The Luminary shouted, tail lashing as she quickly turned around to go back into her house, to wake up the sleeping bodies that were inside before running out once more, banging on doors and moving on quickly. “The town’s flooding, so go to higher ground and help those who need it. Make sure no one’s left behind.”