Respite . the dust settles

[SURNA .]

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Gentle the voice bled between teeth, liquid venom spat into the air like a silence - it rang and she flinched accordingly. Not noticing either the lion of the cheetah's approach. Instead their gaze turned upwards now shot just a few inches down to the looming predators that found around them. Threat, the earth spoke to them in a way without words and they felt it along their own spine, a slight raise of the pale alabaster hair of the flame point kitten. so small - fragile little thing ( broken easily, like a doll cast aside. )

They felt it under their pelt, a ripple of power. Like their skin was made of water it shifted just slightly so, pale turned stark white rippled back into fur of coloration under the plunge of the moon light sky. Arurum's visage was tall, proud, and stank of blood - war not unlike the land around them. Blue eyes looked wide between the pair, a slight glow rising from the cheetah - spoken in odd tongues that were- fimiluar - if only vaguely.

"[sub]Sur'na[/sub]" Thier voice was so small, fright still edged it when they spoke, they looked closer at the pair scrutinizing gaze shifting to the wounds that still reflected both their forms. Understanding replacing that fear. It was... odd to be a part of a land so large- claimed by the clan- by Vinaigrette who's golden form was nothing more than an echo of thier memory now. These where of the same people, of their own people now- they guessed.

"The land will grow back, Aurum , Elsweyr." The soothed the pair in equal tones, noting the concern ( if misplacing it ) "Just as you will both heal from your injuries, the land grows stronger for it" It was important that they knew that, the bleeding need imploring in their gaze as they addressed both in turn. The land, the earth swelled in such silence after they spoke, a confirmation to Sur'na's words. No matter the harm, they would rebuild, grow stronger.

All of them.