03-10-2022, 12:14 AM
The sun was glaring, heat pouring down along with overbearing light. Even after days of travel, Ryu’s eyes, which were used to an underground cavern full of shadows, were still not used to the light. He could only hope, as more time passed, he would adjust to life above ground.
Some interesting smells had drawn the dragon-like canine to the border. It wasn’t long until he found himself passing severed heads. While most perhaps would have taken that as a sign to back off, Ryu had instead found it intriguing. It reminded him of the traditions used back in his underground home… Or well, what used to be his home. He supposed he couldn’t call it that anymore. Perhaps it was good to finally get out of there. Maybe he’d have more success above ground. Despite his hatred for the bright sun that shined daily, Ryu had found a liking to the flourishing of life above the ground. Though as he moved forward, it seemed that life would only wither.
He soon found himself within a sea of sand, barren of life. He was unsure where he was, but the heat and lack of shelter was not a welcoming sign; especially as the hours ticked by with no signs of food or water. Still, the large wolf pressed on; unsure of where exactly his ventures would lead him; if not to death.
Despite this, there was little regret in his movements, He had done well for his time among the living; even rising to a throne briefly. Though admittedly, that position was inherited from his mother. Still, all he could do now was press forward. All the bridges that lead him to where he stood were now ash; barren of life much like the desert stretching out before him. Yet, on the horizon, he could now see trees sprouting from the earth. At least there was hope. That is where he would head.
Head held high Ryu moved forward. Concern started to cross his features however as the scent of other creatures came from the direction he was traveling…. Was this land.. Claimed?
Of all the places the above world had to offer, why would a group settle to live here, in these harsh conditions?
Ryu supposed his questions would be answered when he got there. He wasn’t about to turn back now… no. Ryu had too much stubbornness and pride for that. Besides, he had almost made it to the tree line. Turning back now would just mean miles of traversing without nourishment, water, or shelter. That was not a risk Ryu wanted to take, as he already felt himself becoming dehydrated, and his mouth watered for the taste of salty blood across his tongue.
At this point, he didn’t care much about where the blood came from. Perhaps the desert's strange inhabitants would be able to offer him something; and if not perhaps Ryu would be able to strike a deal.
Back in his old home, he had been a collector of precious gems and items mined in the caves. Of course, most of them had to be left behind much to the wolf’s disappointment. That didn’t stop him, however, from lugging a few of them around in a felt bag. While he did not wish to part with his treasures, perhaps giving away one or two would gain him an upper hand.
Some interesting smells had drawn the dragon-like canine to the border. It wasn’t long until he found himself passing severed heads. While most perhaps would have taken that as a sign to back off, Ryu had instead found it intriguing. It reminded him of the traditions used back in his underground home… Or well, what used to be his home. He supposed he couldn’t call it that anymore. Perhaps it was good to finally get out of there. Maybe he’d have more success above ground. Despite his hatred for the bright sun that shined daily, Ryu had found a liking to the flourishing of life above the ground. Though as he moved forward, it seemed that life would only wither.
He soon found himself within a sea of sand, barren of life. He was unsure where he was, but the heat and lack of shelter was not a welcoming sign; especially as the hours ticked by with no signs of food or water. Still, the large wolf pressed on; unsure of where exactly his ventures would lead him; if not to death.
Despite this, there was little regret in his movements, He had done well for his time among the living; even rising to a throne briefly. Though admittedly, that position was inherited from his mother. Still, all he could do now was press forward. All the bridges that lead him to where he stood were now ash; barren of life much like the desert stretching out before him. Yet, on the horizon, he could now see trees sprouting from the earth. At least there was hope. That is where he would head.
Head held high Ryu moved forward. Concern started to cross his features however as the scent of other creatures came from the direction he was traveling…. Was this land.. Claimed?
Of all the places the above world had to offer, why would a group settle to live here, in these harsh conditions?
Ryu supposed his questions would be answered when he got there. He wasn’t about to turn back now… no. Ryu had too much stubbornness and pride for that. Besides, he had almost made it to the tree line. Turning back now would just mean miles of traversing without nourishment, water, or shelter. That was not a risk Ryu wanted to take, as he already felt himself becoming dehydrated, and his mouth watered for the taste of salty blood across his tongue.
At this point, he didn’t care much about where the blood came from. Perhaps the desert's strange inhabitants would be able to offer him something; and if not perhaps Ryu would be able to strike a deal.
Back in his old home, he had been a collector of precious gems and items mined in the caves. Of course, most of them had to be left behind much to the wolf’s disappointment. That didn’t stop him, however, from lugging a few of them around in a felt bag. While he did not wish to part with his treasures, perhaps giving away one or two would gain him an upper hand.
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