Jan 15 2018, 12:28 AM
For a moment, there was fear as rushing, ice-cold water swept Kera right off her paws. With a strangled yelp, the puppy began momentarily flailing in the water as memories of the crystal river flashed before her eyes. Of drowning, of the owl, of saving Aka's life only to be betrayed later.
Kera had swallowed several mouthfuls of water before she found her footing again. She stood hunched over and heaving for several long moments. Somehow, the cold was even worse out out of the water than it was in it.
As she heard voices-- including Dragon's increasingly familiar bellow --she shook herself dry and edged closer to the alligator to lay down, watching the phoenix. For a moment, she was confused, eyes flicking between him and the phoenix.
What did it matter, she wondered? Who ruled and why they were here-- why was it important? For a moment, she watched Tenzin with a frown, head on her paws. Keeping information from the phoenix wasn't the way to go. They needed a favour from him.
"They said the stone belonged to an architect," she said quietly, breathing heavily still. "Maybe they want to revive it, or the architect wants to revive it. I don't know who the architect is or where we can find him, or what his business is, or if he can be trusted."
"Their test of popularity was weird," the wolf pup continued absently. "The golden-eyed one had the most followers, and the blue-eyed one the most stones, and the blue one won. I haven't heard much from the golden-eyed one since they fused." She sounded faintly sad, about this.
Alnilam seemed the nicest, at least. "They gave us different kinds of wings, but they're not real wings." With this, she pushed herself up and edged into the darkness, focusing quietly.
As more blue-green, faintly-glowing mushrooms sprouted around her and pushed back some of the dark, Kera settled down in the faerie ring again. "They said the stag would have the stone," she said as she got comfortable. "Does the stag have a name?"