04-17-2018, 07:08 PM
Durotan
They have been in Tephra for a few weeks now, a few weeks ago there life was ripped apart, changed forever. Although things have settled, and Tephra seemed to have resumed its normal state of life even though a clan of Ischia members fled here. Even though Klaudius pulled that stunt trying to rile up the Kingdom.
Krone was noticebly different, she slept all the time, her body had grown thin, and she tried to stay by herself most of the time. His heart was in a constant state of ache, he wanted his happy Krone back. Sure Tephra was not Ischia, there were no palm trees but the heat was consistent with the island. The beautiful parrots that provided a constant harmony were replaced by seagulls, they did not sound as nice but were just as equally in the sky. Of course, Durotan had stayed in Ischia mainly for Krone, he did not love the island like she did, he understood why she was upset. Not only turned against by her own followers, forced to flee from her only home, rip her children out of the only home they knew.
He shouldn't think about it, he always ends up in a state of fear, fear for Krone. He frantically searches for her, he knew by now that she tried to stay hidden behind the greenery the volcano offered. He scans, in the distance he sees grass that is misplaced, Krone? he thinks to himself, perhaps she was sleeping again. As he nears his name is called, a relief to hear her voice, to know that she had not fully given up on life yet.
Krone, its me he announces his presence, once he reaches her he extends his neck and nuzzles hers. Krone...I am fine but I fear for you. You really have to stop sleeping during the day. Someone had to tell her, she was a queen, she had children to care for. She could not give up on life just yet, and he would not let her give up. Not that easy.
Krone was noticebly different, she slept all the time, her body had grown thin, and she tried to stay by herself most of the time. His heart was in a constant state of ache, he wanted his happy Krone back. Sure Tephra was not Ischia, there were no palm trees but the heat was consistent with the island. The beautiful parrots that provided a constant harmony were replaced by seagulls, they did not sound as nice but were just as equally in the sky. Of course, Durotan had stayed in Ischia mainly for Krone, he did not love the island like she did, he understood why she was upset. Not only turned against by her own followers, forced to flee from her only home, rip her children out of the only home they knew.
He shouldn't think about it, he always ends up in a state of fear, fear for Krone. He frantically searches for her, he knew by now that she tried to stay hidden behind the greenery the volcano offered. He scans, in the distance he sees grass that is misplaced, Krone? he thinks to himself, perhaps she was sleeping again. As he nears his name is called, a relief to hear her voice, to know that she had not fully given up on life yet.
Krone, its me he announces his presence, once he reaches her he extends his neck and nuzzles hers. Krone...I am fine but I fear for you. You really have to stop sleeping during the day. Someone had to tell her, she was a queen, she had children to care for. She could not give up on life just yet, and he would not let her give up. Not that easy.
Don't Let Go
@[Krone]