06-03-2022, 02:02 PM
Sitting upon his place outside the tavern, the Luminary felt his gaze traverse across the sky absentmindedly. A world of peace had finally struck him, causing an uninhibited grin to sprawl across his features. A soft flick of his ear signaled his pleasure as the wind consumed him, drifting across his pelt with ease. Suddenly, everything was so peaceful. Everything was correct, and he couldn’t help but feel relieved. Being leader came with many challenges, including not knowing when to back down and realize everything was where it was supposed to be.
That was his greatest endeavor.
His peace was short lived, however, as a large gust of wind whirled into the area, knocking him onto his side. For a moment, he lay there, absolutely stunned. Where in creation had that come from? Half expecting to have been an enemy, he felt his claws stretch out of their sheaths, ready to attack if need be. Little did he know, there was no need for such a gesture.
His gaze drifted up towards the sky, which looked furious in all its glory. Angry gray clouds danced and intermingled with more content hues, causing a mixture he saw all too infrequently. To the left, a vibrant flash of light emitted into the air. He squinted at the brightness of it, trying to shield himself from it almost. Then, to the left, a roar of unforgiving thunder raged throughout the air.
And just like that, a torrential downpour began.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” he muttered, glancing to his squirrel companion with frustration. The squirrel simply looked at him, and then burrowed beneath his body, shielding themselves from the storm and leaving Cory incapable of moving out of the rain, which soaked his pelt through and through.
How unpleasant.
That was his greatest endeavor.
His peace was short lived, however, as a large gust of wind whirled into the area, knocking him onto his side. For a moment, he lay there, absolutely stunned. Where in creation had that come from? Half expecting to have been an enemy, he felt his claws stretch out of their sheaths, ready to attack if need be. Little did he know, there was no need for such a gesture.
His gaze drifted up towards the sky, which looked furious in all its glory. Angry gray clouds danced and intermingled with more content hues, causing a mixture he saw all too infrequently. To the left, a vibrant flash of light emitted into the air. He squinted at the brightness of it, trying to shield himself from it almost. Then, to the left, a roar of unforgiving thunder raged throughout the air.
And just like that, a torrential downpour began.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” he muttered, glancing to his squirrel companion with frustration. The squirrel simply looked at him, and then burrowed beneath his body, shielding themselves from the storm and leaving Cory incapable of moving out of the rain, which soaked his pelt through and through.
How unpleasant.
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