Literature, Fanfic, RP
zeal - a cureTrudging back into the lair after a disaster, exhausted and grieving, the last thing Aridatha needed was to find a stranger sitting in front of her own home, intently inspecting something on the ground. Whoever they were, the blue-winged imperial represented another issue that needed dealing with, when all Aridatha wanted to do was sleep for weeks.
They also didn’t seem to have noticed the approach of Aridatha, or the ragged remains of the clan filing in behind her, too spooked to split up and head to their own quarters. For a long moment, everyone stood silent. Finally, Lioska walked up to the imperial and tapped them on the side. “Whatever you came here for, now is a poor time. Who are you, and what task shall we have to delay till morning?”
“This is the right time,” the imperial said, absently, and turned to give everyone a view of what they were looking at: a pulsating patch of rainbow light, taken root among the grass at their feet.
The entire clan re