A COSMIC CONFLUENCE / aftermath

[roan ;]

[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Exhaustion. Perhaps it would be considered odd, to have a boy who was only eight months old feel exhaustion pulling at him. However, even now, on his birthday of all days, he couldn't help but feel a familiar ache of tiredness grip him. The last few days had been stressful, with not only his second cousin and sister getting injured, but so many others as well. He had signed up for the job of sage because he wanted to help people, but he had never realized how horrible it would be, to have to patch up your own family. It was grating on his nerves, making him wary and constantly on edge, no matter the circumstance. He continued to cling to that childish optimism he had once felt, but it was growing harder and harder by the day. Hence why he hadn't come rushing out when he had first heard there was a meteor shower. He had just wanted some rest, and an escape from the constant worries of the outside world. He had just let his mother go, figuring she could have fun without him while he just remained inside, curled up in bed and trying to sleep.

Unfortunately for the young sage, it seemed as though the world was against him once again. Suddenly, there was a roar of energy from outside, followed by the ground shaking and the sounds of screaming filling his ears. Adrenaline immediately began to run through Roan's veins, forcing him up to his paws. The world was still slightly blurry thanks to him having been half asleep, but he managed to grab his bag in his jaws, stumbling out from his home. All around him, the island of the Typhoon was in chaos. People were running frantically, the ground still seemed to be shaking erratically, and the waves were high and dangerous. Roan's ears pinned back against his head, fear gripping his heart, yet he pushed through it, throwing himself into the air. The winds were harsh, and he barely managed to keep himself upright while flying, but he needed to find his mother, and the rest of his family. Taking in a deep breath, the sage called out as loudly as he could muster, lungs burning, "If you need urgent medical attention, please call out as loudly as you can! I'll try to get to you as quickly as possible!" He had no idea who could even respond, especially since he had little idea of what had started this, but he needed to do his job. Exhaustion or not.
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