ORIGIN

He came to as if waking from a deep sleep, one sense becoming aware at a time. There was cool, firm stone beneath him, and the steady thumping of his heart inside his chest. Faelan flicked his ears as sounds, no, voices, seemingly muttered overhead. He peeled his golden eyes open slowly, and the scenery around him let the memories of what had happened crash over him.

Eyes. Darkness. Nothing, but the eyes. Laughter, from the eyes?

Faelan jerked his head up, and the voices became clear in the same instant that he swiveled it toward them. The lion took one good look at the void-black dog, the eye covered creature, and the seemingly living lightning, and decided that he was not capable of dealing with it. He had one, fleeting thought before he scrambled to his paws that the lightning seemed to be shaped almost feline-like. Then he was up, and the dog was turning to them, since the filly and black poof were by him Faelan just noticed, and saying that the two strange beings needed to be left alone.
He didn't need to be told twice. In fact, the lion was turning to flee before the last words even left the dog's mouth. Faelan didn't give Giggle, or her shouting, one thought as he sprinted toward the other side of the room. All he cared about was getting far, far away from here.

The lion had no idea where he was going, but he took the first, well-lit tunnel that he came across. It was narrow, but the feel of the rock on either side of him actually soothed him. He could feel now, and hear, see, taste, and smell. He had taken it all for granted before, but he wouldn't do so again. The lion imagined that nothing would ever be able to make him forget about the void. To be nothing was...hard to forget.
Faelan shook his head, and then noted the ease of doing so. The tunnel was widening, he thought just before he sped up. At first, he didn't even notice the wave of energy that washed over him. He just assumed it was his fear driving him farther and farther from the star-studded room.

[EXIT]

@Black @Giggle @Llamrei

Black listened soberly, pendulous ears pricked. Very calm, dignified, he came to the obvious conclusion--Senka could kill them, but should she prove enough of a threat, the cave would band together and take her down. His tone was one, therefore, of warning, rather than threat--though in truth there was not much tone at all.

"The dog does not command. It is statement. Should she draw them in again, she will be destroyed." Calm, indifferent, he then turned to Giggle, drawing on his magic even as he did so, with the intention of hiding Senka from sight--though unbeknownst to him, he only managed to shield a random stalagtite on the ceiling, instead. It was shrouded in shadow, which was drawn away from the area below--but he did not notice.

He knew not what had infuriated the hyena to this extent, though given her half-hysterical tirade, he could make a half-decent guess.

"Leave her. For now. Return with me. We will speak with your bones once more. As I have spoken with you before. Your wisdom is remembered," he added, stepping closer to Giggle, trying to block her view physically, as well. "Words reaching beyond the veil of knowledge, and returning with truth. Come." He was about Giggle's size--lighter-weight, perhaps, and her frame was somewhat larger, but he was muscled and healthy to her thin and rangy frame. His gaze brooked no argument, sternly calm, and his body was squared with hers.

He looked, too, to Llamrei, his calm entirely untouched by fear. "You will come. You will not be harmed," he added. "I will hear what her bones have to say. Do you wish to join us?" Truth be told, Black had no interest in Giggle's bones--he believed that she was truly a seer, from their last meeting long ago, but his ulterior motive was to distract her, to offer some other thought--something else to put at the forefront of her mind, as a father might offer a frightened child a new toy.

He did not want a fight.

He would stand between them and Senka--and between Senka and them--and guide the Gembound off.

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//exit Black most likely!? Possibly to Canis if Llamrei wants to come with idk

Giggle's snarl turned into a faintly savage grin. Oh, it would have been fanastic if she could think of a witty retort--any of a thousand, really--but her mind came up with blank, mad fury. The black dog was in her way, now, talking, and--for some reason casting shadow in the ceiling, but Giggle didn't take much note of this. Her very un-witty, rasping and rumbling growl was a simple--"I'll destroy you."

Not kill.

Destroy.

It was a promise. She'd find what the cat loved, and rip it apart and leave the pieces for her to find. She'd invade her nightmares with horrors untold. She'd return to the den and seed it with fungus to leave her with screaming madness.

Follow.

The word came with a flood of sharp thought, and Giggle immediately set a new plan into motion. With a guttural, barking snarl at the dog she turned, stiff-legged, calling upon her own magicka.

Subtly.

She would leave her fungal dander here--as subtly as she could, hopefully unnoticed. In Senka's den, and perhaps on Senka herself, if she got very lucky. She would watch. She would learn the cat, learn what she valued, what she did, where she went, her patterns; she would see what evil Senka perpetrated. She would wait, patient, cunning and savage, and find out how best to tear the heart from the skinless beast.

With another hoarse growl directed at Black, she turned back toward Canis--ignoring Llamrei entirely, and Senka, now, too.

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ROLL THE BONES

//exit Giggle, unless stopped