03-05-2017, 05:47 PM
Winter had greeted them more harshly this year than any other Dahmer had spent living in Tephra. There had been no snow -- for which he is eternally grateful -- but that did not stop the icy breezes of his least favorite season from ruffling the branches in their forest. He had taken to the section of trees closest to the volcano, where the streams of roiling plasma were more abundant. He had found a small basin of lava in the northwest corner of the territory, tucked just at the base of volcano, that kept him warm enough to his liking.
He has not left it since.
Dahmer circles the small pool, his bright blue eyes watching closely so the he does not venture too close to the burning liquid, but his attention is soon drawn away by the less-than-rhythmic flapping of a large winged creature. A frown tugs at his black lips and he turns sharply to move in the direction of the noise. His crescent-shaped hooves beat against the warm earth of Tephra, moving a bit too far from his warm sanctuary than he is comfortable.
And yet, he moves faster as the scent of Leliana mingles with the volcanic air.
They nearly collide. Her eyes are irritated and red, her skin punctuated with a pair of scars, and Dahmer's ears instantly lay against his skull. Her broken smile squeezes his chest and the black beast snorts fiercely. "Who?"
D A H M E R
break some bread
for all my sins