BWP Embrasé - Printable Version

Growing age meant growing freedom meant growing confidence. Something Magnolia didn't really need, had in spades already, and was keen to hoard like a dragon on a bed of treasure -- but, to be fair, as much could be said about anything the young girl took a shine to. She was awake, too, pacing the edge of the den, not ready to take to the nest/cuddle-puddle yet and filled with energy. She, too, had been thinking about the dream.
Thinking that perhaps, she should do something. How would Mum and Dad be proud of her? How would Jakten know she was one of them?

Then, like he felt the urge to do something too, Zeek announced he was going out searching for runes.

Magnolia loped right after him with a growl of agreement, tail curling high with delight and wagging over her hips.

Rune Discovery : 「 Success!」

The world that fractures and aches has bled over again to the surface. The fissures that open look like raw ragged wounds. It mirrors the pain deep at the core, where the wounds have festered and where they have rotted. It is no shock that the world will reflect this. The shock may come to those that live there, of course, that they have to witness such a thing in their lifespan. What a brutal game Mythris plays. Two young wolves start the trek to search for runes, they are confident, if not a bit foolhearty. Thankfully they are not alone as they seek out the runes.

The watchful eyes of the guardian are not the only ones on the two young wolves. Confidence is helpful, but that cannot be the only thing if they hope to save the world. All around Mistveil, save to the mountains in the north, the world has split. The cracks can be seen from above, raw and seeping with an energy that cannot be controlled. It does not take too long until there is an errant, startled cry. Rocks slide and tumble down the edge of the mountain, taking with them something else - a blip of a glow can be seen. Drire! drire, sepafire ut sepal lok! The rune was caught in the debris, tumbling towards the lake guarded by the mountain itself.

The voice echoes in each of your heads, desperate and keening. Sepa shin! You must.

A tag-along? Alright, Mags would allow it. Ezra didn't seem eager to get in the way, only stalk after them. That was fine. It was better for others to see her magnificence, was it not?
Eager paws carried them swiftly on their search, and results cropped up before long. Not exactly the kind she was expecting, but hey, falling rocks were common in the peaks. Maybe... not this many at once, but things had been shaky and peculiarly blue lately. Not a big deal, considering it wasn't the blue they were searching for. Did she know what they were looking for? No. But she'd been promised help, right?

And the voice didn't disappoint. Quick, it said, and Magnolia spurred into action alongside Zeek with an excited squeal.

Two reckless bastards charging headlong into danger. What could go wrong?

Magnolia still looked as if she might've been taking after Saga in size (and would for several more months), but that still left her taller than Zeek. She didn't, for once, really think about getting there first per say, not until Ezra shouted for them to stop. Magnolia growled in response, kicking higher into gear even though the adult had little problems catching up and overtaking her. Only then did she squeal a note of indignance, followed by a sharp: No, YOU!

Zeek was screeching, too, and Magnolia snarled an unhappy sound as if agreeing with her brother. This was absolute bullshit, and she wasn't about to give up the blue rock she and her husky-heathen denmate had said they were looking for.

Ignorant? Absolutely.

Still brave.