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Astrid stood still, the winds had picked up and the clouds had gotten so dark that he had been fearful of even attempting to continue his journey. Standing closely beside him, Satinka stared wearily at the clouds in the sky, her fur thrashing about as the wind whipped across them without direction nor mercy. The siblings had been told they were close to the swamps that were home to the artist Seiki, where they would hopefully also run into Astrid’s missing mother, Hesper.

Casp and Midas had been a few feet behind the two siblings, having a conversation that neither sibling could hear nor cared to eavesdrop in on. The party was starting to grow tired of each other and it was growing more and more apparent that space was desperately needed between them. Feet were sore, egos bruises and bodies hungry, never a great combination when having to constantly stick together.

Catching up to the group, Casp and Midas also came to a halt, the tall grass and trees were being yanked about violently offer no welcoming. Standing in silence, the entire group was in awe as lights danced across the sky and light glittered overhead.

“It almost feels like it should be night time right now.” Casp was whispering, as though his voice would wake the wrath of whatever was above them. Midas’ ears swiveled and a simple nod came as a reply. Astrid and Satinka remained silent, both of the siblings’ hearts were beating much faster than normal and their breath was short and shallow. Every fiber of their being told them to run. Run like hell. Yet they stayed put, continuing to watch as the sky duked it out.

Midas stepped forward, into the grass a bit as it was nearly yanked from the ground it grew. He hadn’t seen anything like this ever, yet he somehow understood he was powerless to it. “We need to find cover.”

The whole party grunted in agreement, however there was just one issue, where?

Where indeed.

The Viking group hadn’t even a moment to think when the rocks started pelting from the sky cracking down hard on the earth’s floor. Midas and Casp both tensed, they had been through this and had nearly lost a few allies to a similar storm.

Staring at each other in horror, both were unable to think of a solid plan other than to run for it, however the Gods had thought better of the idea. They had only gotten as far as few feet from the group when each lion received a solid crack from a large rock. The force knocking them completely cold while the siblings stared, stunned.

“Aaaaaaah!” Satinka couldn’t speak, only squeaking as she pointed at the two lions, her body shaking as tears filled her eyes.

With Midas the blood was almost immediate to spot, the crimson pool staining his golden mane; Casp, however, was harder to tell his dark features hiding the damage done. Both bodies were still, however it seemed that they were still breathing.

“Satinka, stay there.” The dark starry lion gritted his teeth and moved forward into the tall grass, strands whipping wildly, smacking him in the eye. Wincing, he paused for a moment, catching a stone to the shoulder. <********!” Tensing, he could feel his torn skin sting from the open air, however he attempted to ignore it.

-THUMP- A vibration was felt under his paws with the sound, causing him to turn around. His sister had be hit, she too seemingly unconscious, several bloody marks on her body and one on the head.

“No no no no no!!!” Astrid stood in place, his head spinning- He had to get to the captain of the group and get help, but in order to do that he’d have to leave his families bodies. Feeling his mind swimming, he eyes crossed as his vision blurred. The rest of the viking group was only a short distance away. Perhaps a mile… His paws were trembling but he knew what to do.

Opening his mouth, Astrid attempted a strong roar to call for help, and let out a squeak- His nerves had gotten the best of him.