08-07-2019, 02:29 PM
They had walked a great way from where they had started and Owin began to feel, in his gut, a sensation of apprehension. He let his mind twist through the trees behind them picking out squirrels, rabbits, mice, what he thought was Turual sitting still on a thick branch not far off, and then finally Lethy. The presence of her mind comforted him in his adventure and he inhaled one long breath before continuing on.
They stopped where the fog danced in the sun. There was a solid border of trees behind them from which they came and looking out Owin almost wished he could return to those trees. His mother along with Aten had of course taken him to their spot above the waterfall, but this was different.
Where as, at the waterfall everything was in view, the colors shown bright and the sound of the water crashing beneath was not deceiving in its strength. This cavern, ravine, canyon, what ever it may be, was deep and dark. Owin crept close enough to the edge that he could not easily be dumped over the side by a wayward wind, but he could flip his vision and stare into the darkness. There seemed to be almost nothing.
Hello? he shouted into the nothingness and for a second his own voice echoed back until it was gobbled up by those hideous ferns and that black, black water.
Owin backed up carefully from the edge his gaze shifting to Popinjay who stood ready with her stick, combating anything that got near. With curiosity his eyes shifted to the large tree that had fallen and shaken Taiga to its core, maybe he was being a little dramatic. It's broken trunk was wider than Owin and Popinjay combined and the hole it left, he noticed as he moved closer, was just as ominous as the ravine he'd just inspected. What do you think is down there? he questioned nosing a nearby nut up and over the edge to be lost forever.
@[Popinjay]
They stopped where the fog danced in the sun. There was a solid border of trees behind them from which they came and looking out Owin almost wished he could return to those trees. His mother along with Aten had of course taken him to their spot above the waterfall, but this was different.
Where as, at the waterfall everything was in view, the colors shown bright and the sound of the water crashing beneath was not deceiving in its strength. This cavern, ravine, canyon, what ever it may be, was deep and dark. Owin crept close enough to the edge that he could not easily be dumped over the side by a wayward wind, but he could flip his vision and stare into the darkness. There seemed to be almost nothing.
Hello? he shouted into the nothingness and for a second his own voice echoed back until it was gobbled up by those hideous ferns and that black, black water.
Owin backed up carefully from the edge his gaze shifting to Popinjay who stood ready with her stick, combating anything that got near. With curiosity his eyes shifted to the large tree that had fallen and shaken Taiga to its core, maybe he was being a little dramatic. It's broken trunk was wider than Owin and Popinjay combined and the hole it left, he noticed as he moved closer, was just as ominous as the ravine he'd just inspected. What do you think is down there? he questioned nosing a nearby nut up and over the edge to be lost forever.
@[Popinjay]