His shoulders rolled back as the first drops of rain fell down onto the sand and the cart. The green eyes shifting to cautiously check the dark land before them, "How is Amal'jaa activity around these parts?" he asked Draeyn with a concerned tone.Â
The sleeping bag he got handed earlier by Lorielle still tucked under his arm as he turned around to fold it open across Kieara's sleeping bag with ease to provide her with more warmth. Why did you have to ask. Why ask about the Amal'jaa. Wasn't your first encounter not enough? His mind wandering between what the storm would bring along as a method to make this trip even more hellish then it already was.
The sound of the two chocobo's alerting him to look over in their direction but the heavy rain only showing the shapes of the chocobo's and a single small eft scurrying inbetween them clearly having made a few steps in it's scurrying in fear due to the thunder striking down as a hammer on an anvil.
The sleeping bag he got handed earlier by Lorielle still tucked under his arm as he turned around to fold it open across Kieara's sleeping bag with ease to provide her with more warmth. Why did you have to ask. Why ask about the Amal'jaa. Wasn't your first encounter not enough? His mind wandering between what the storm would bring along as a method to make this trip even more hellish then it already was.
The sound of the two chocobo's alerting him to look over in their direction but the heavy rain only showing the shapes of the chocobo's and a single small eft scurrying inbetween them clearly having made a few steps in it's scurrying in fear due to the thunder striking down as a hammer on an anvil.
