09-13-2022, 12:38 PM
The silence after the storm is eery, as the vacant atmosphere begins to swallow up her thoughts. They had to be alright, all of them. It repeats sending tremors through her mind, again and again as her frantic azure gaze surveys the pure emptiness in search of anything, or anyone. They had to be alright... until, a voice filled with familiarity reaches her owlet lobes, Isobel. Thank god.
They were alright.
Relief washes over her delicate features, grounding her worrisome thoughts. "Isobel." Vilja breathes, pulling herself together as she turns her strawberry touched cranium to meet her comrade. Her question is easily welcomed, "I've been better." she adds with a light hearted chuckle, unfurling drenched wings from her roan withers. It was hard to make light of what had just happened to Stratos, but it was better than anything than to dwell on the devastation that had just transpired. "What of the others?" She questions, if Isobel was alright the others must of fled when the storm had just begun to hurdle through their country. And as she awaits an answer she can't but allow her mind to wander.
There's a feeling deep within her that speaks of change, it lingers within the air and the very cloud tufted ground beneath her. Something within Stratos and changed with it's sudden vacancy, and the storm had done just that. It was something her intuition couldn't pull upon directly, merely hidden beneath surface and despite her vigorous mental scratching it could not be unearthed. "Stratos is different now." Vilja adds vaguely, as she allows her azure gaze to wander across the cloud dotted terrain, her mind violently swirling with an insatiable curiosity.
@Isogold a little bleh lol
They were alright.
Relief washes over her delicate features, grounding her worrisome thoughts. "Isobel." Vilja breathes, pulling herself together as she turns her strawberry touched cranium to meet her comrade. Her question is easily welcomed, "I've been better." she adds with a light hearted chuckle, unfurling drenched wings from her roan withers. It was hard to make light of what had just happened to Stratos, but it was better than anything than to dwell on the devastation that had just transpired. "What of the others?" She questions, if Isobel was alright the others must of fled when the storm had just begun to hurdle through their country. And as she awaits an answer she can't but allow her mind to wander.
There's a feeling deep within her that speaks of change, it lingers within the air and the very cloud tufted ground beneath her. Something within Stratos and changed with it's sudden vacancy, and the storm had done just that. It was something her intuition couldn't pull upon directly, merely hidden beneath surface and despite her vigorous mental scratching it could not be unearthed. "Stratos is different now." Vilja adds vaguely, as she allows her azure gaze to wander across the cloud dotted terrain, her mind violently swirling with an insatiable curiosity.
@Isogold a little bleh lol