06-09-2018, 03:55 PM
They hadn't reached the point of tears just yet. It was scary to come back from play to find your mother missing, but they were tough boys. Mama said so. So they stood at the edge of the river, grazing in turn and watching each others backs and looking to the skies for some sign of Sabra.
A pale ripple in the water draws theirs attentions at once, and for a heart stopping moment it is their mother's drowned form they see in the river. Santana stepped forward, only to fall back with a gasp when the pale body in the water rose and resolved into a familiar figure. Twin grave expressions greeted the river lord as he neared. "Uncle Ivar! We can't find mom anywhere... have you seen her?" Raul took the lead, a hopeful note coloring his wobbly plea. Both boys stared up at the scaled man as though he held every answer ever, and would be able to tell them right away what had happened. He had to. If he didn't know, then momma might actually be gone, and if she was gone, then both of they're parents were gone. Tana threw a wing over his brother's back, trying to feel a bit less alone.
At least they had met their mother. Stories were all they had of their father and older brother. They had each other, and maybe now Uncle Ivar could help them somehow. Or maybe mom hadn't really left, and the weird scents around their nest had blown in from somewhere else. She'd be back soon, and they'd been worried for nothing. That had to be it, right?
@[Ivar]
A pale ripple in the water draws theirs attentions at once, and for a heart stopping moment it is their mother's drowned form they see in the river. Santana stepped forward, only to fall back with a gasp when the pale body in the water rose and resolved into a familiar figure. Twin grave expressions greeted the river lord as he neared. "Uncle Ivar! We can't find mom anywhere... have you seen her?" Raul took the lead, a hopeful note coloring his wobbly plea. Both boys stared up at the scaled man as though he held every answer ever, and would be able to tell them right away what had happened. He had to. If he didn't know, then momma might actually be gone, and if she was gone, then both of they're parents were gone. Tana threw a wing over his brother's back, trying to feel a bit less alone.
At least they had met their mother. Stories were all they had of their father and older brother. They had each other, and maybe now Uncle Ivar could help them somehow. Or maybe mom hadn't really left, and the weird scents around their nest had blown in from somewhere else. She'd be back soon, and they'd been worried for nothing. That had to be it, right?
@[Ivar]