The acrid environment did not trouble him any longer, he had grown accustomed to it. Well, as accustomed to it as possible anyway. He had made it his mission earlier in the year to find water that would be suitable for consumption. It had taken great effort on his part, had to transform himself into a bull elephant to find a spring hiding beneath the poisoned land and used his massive legs, trunk, and tusks to bring the life-giving liquid to the surface. He hand paid dearly for this use of his power, however, as he had turned into a tin you black mouse and had fallen into the muddy pit of his creation. He remained stuck there, unable to transform and fighting to keep from getting sucked into the mud for hours on end. When he was finally released from his rodent prison, it was all he could do to crawl from the pit and suck in oxygen like a man on the brink of death. He lie there all night before his muscles would heed his commands again.
The end result was worth it, however. At first it was just a muddy trench that looked about as appetizing as a cold sore on the face of the deadly land and the inhabitants tended to avoid it and search for water elsewhere. But slowly, as time moves ever onwards, the muddy pit began to fill with the fresh water of the spring as it continued to bubble up to the surface. Now it resembled a clear puddle which moistened the barren ground around it in all directions. Perhaps over time it would become a pool or a stream.
It is to this feature that he leads the black female, dipping his heavy head to take a drag of water to rehydrate after the trek through the arid air. "Remember this area, it is the only place in Pangea to find safe water. Be sure to not drink the water that you may find pooling after rain; it will make you sick." He looks at her and attempts to decide if she will stay or go. "The God, Carnage, created this place for us to make our own." His dark gaze measures her reaction carefully; it would take strong members to make this land something worthy of his god.
OOC: sorry for formatting/errors, on phone at work
The end result was worth it, however. At first it was just a muddy trench that looked about as appetizing as a cold sore on the face of the deadly land and the inhabitants tended to avoid it and search for water elsewhere. But slowly, as time moves ever onwards, the muddy pit began to fill with the fresh water of the spring as it continued to bubble up to the surface. Now it resembled a clear puddle which moistened the barren ground around it in all directions. Perhaps over time it would become a pool or a stream.
It is to this feature that he leads the black female, dipping his heavy head to take a drag of water to rehydrate after the trek through the arid air. "Remember this area, it is the only place in Pangea to find safe water. Be sure to not drink the water that you may find pooling after rain; it will make you sick." He looks at her and attempts to decide if she will stay or go. "The God, Carnage, created this place for us to make our own." His dark gaze measures her reaction carefully; it would take strong members to make this land something worthy of his god.
OOC: sorry for formatting/errors, on phone at work