Faen! Ezra curses as both children do not heed his warnings. What could he expect? They likely so would only listen to their parents (maybe not even Jaxxon) and Ezra could have easily heard them saying ‘your not my mama!’ in protest.

Still rushing past them, Ezra quickly grabbed the heavy slab of rock in his jaws. It would have been easier to just continue on to the other side of the land slide for his own safety, but turned around in order to bring both himself (and the blue stone they wanted) back into their direction. Yet Ezra was by far a fast or agile wolf and as a tumbling rock smacked into his flank, Ezra fell, the rune was tossed from his jaws. At least, out of the path of rolling stones, which mostly had come to a stop at this point.

Fuck these runes.

Fuck the spirits of Mythris.

Fuck these kids.