WELCOME HOME SWEET PRINCE || RETURN TO THE VILLAGE

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[glow=#000,1,400]FEELING, LIKE I'M TOUCHING THE CEILING — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]It had been a long time since they had had to retreat into the sanctuary of the mountains. Longer than necessary but they could not fight nature as no animal was capable of such a feat. They might be able to stave it off but not for long and the torrent of rushing water had become too much for any one creature to attempt to hold back. So they had had to flee high into the peaks of the mountain where the Pyre resided and she had to thank whatever gods that watched over them that they had managed to get to the place at least as safe as they had been able to. Much of the group was safe and that was all the leader cared about that they all had made it out of the flood. The Pyre had provided them with shelter and though it was not necessarily made for long stays it had been enough. Even with the Pitt leader throwing his tantrum at them it had all been enough and now they were able to leave the mountain and go back home. Or whatever was left of it but she was hopeful even then that they would be able to repair the damage. A soft huff left her muzzle as she headed the group down the mountainside, leaf green eyes shifting over the area before she stepped onto the muddied grounds of the meadow.

For a moment she was a little shocked, the place definitely didn't look the same. Much of the ground was caked in thick mud that reeked of sea bed and river water. It was hard and cracked underneath her weight because of the fact that even though they had left the mountains it was cold down there too. Slowly she moved forward, taking her time to access the damage of fallen trees and some that had fallen on others. It was heartbreaking to see the territory like this and who knew how long it would take before prey began to come back to them as well. Sunhaven was in store for a rough winter and she frowned a bit as see weaved her way around thick trunks of trees where grass had been smothered flat against the ground. "I really hope the village actually survived..." But her voice didn't sound hopeful as she looked over to the group following her. As she crested the hill her eyes were able to take in the ocean, placid now after all the water that had rushed into it.

Slowly the hellbeast began the trek down and her eyes took in the devastation. What was left of the boardwalks was simply a chunk of wood sticking up from river. Much of the homes that they had lived in had been washed away, some having collapsed in on themselves and she felt a bitterness at the mess. Taking a deep breath she moved along the beach and she started to kick boards of wood out of her way. "Well guys, we are home and it looks like we have a lot of work ahead of us."