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 Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 6:39 pm
An unusual silence had over taken the forest of Lynwood, the birds were silent, the dryads were hidden, probably because they'd been commanded to remain so. The naiads were absent from their usual swimming spot in the river, the cheerful trickling had stopped.
It seemed nothing would break the silence, until something did. The heart breaking sounds of a toddler in distress sounded, near a collapsed house. The house had stood firm the day before; it was clear something had happened. Something sinister Something terrible. The scent of death was heavy in the area, though the toddler seemed oblivious. He was hurt, covered in scratches and blood. He only knew his own pain, and that something was wrong; something, but he wasn't sure what.
Not far away from Natvii was another sound, this one altogether different. Faust had taken one look at the house and ran. He carried only a small knife, being twelve. Tears were falling from his eyes, but wiped them away with an arm. He'd find whatever had done this. And he would kill them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2015 5:23 pm
Acacia had been trying to help Leirre cook breakfast to teach the girl abit, but the seer glanced at her little girl when the girl stiffened. "momma, fau-fau!" Leirre had been one to rarely show much emotion at times, but anything having to do with Faust and his health. The toddler hopped off the stool she had been using and run. Leirre sensed a great rage and sorrow in him even though she could barely run.
Acacia glanced towards Aeto and both followed the girl to find a screaming Natvii and scent of death. Aeto went to tend to the boy while Acacia hoped that at least the unborn child of her dear friend and the mother of the boys had survived. She knew Ataria had died and sensed the madness of a fae with a broken soul. "Nati!" Aeto went to the boy and tried to see if the blood on him was from a wound that was more than a scratch. He hugged him close to calm him.
Leirre though headed in the direction of Faust, or where she sensed him. It was hard to get through the forest, but her eyes kept changing from lime green to a dark blue not seen in either of her parents' bloodlines.
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