Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
The animals panicking was her first sign – and then the movement of the world around them the second.
She could’ve stayed within the Celestine and hastened them all into something quiet, something calm, but it may not have mattered when her fingers were already trembling. With a rush of feet and movement of her limbs, the Caretaker spoke a few words to each – but carried on through the gardens, hastening towards the chaos.
Only to be met with a flurry of directions, of trepidation, of confusion and mayhem. She could hear Anju yelling out commands, and to those nearby, she snagged, hoping for her own semblance of directions. With a voice no longer soft, but striving to be heard over the cacophony, the regular citizens needed to be safe. Needed a central area. “Everyone else get towards the Temple!” They could be stable, secure there. Until the next load of skyboats could snag them.
Then she flickered near the Dragoon, dropping her basket where it might be needed. “I’m going to fly ahead and see if I can spot anything,” hastening off immediately thereafter, a flurry of pink feathers.
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Lena tells anyone not getting evacuated to all meet at the Temple, and then shifts into her cockatoo form to scout around the cliffs.
Lena has herself, and a basket left near Anju containing bandages, rations, and water.
She could’ve stayed within the Celestine and hastened them all into something quiet, something calm, but it may not have mattered when her fingers were already trembling. With a rush of feet and movement of her limbs, the Caretaker spoke a few words to each – but carried on through the gardens, hastening towards the chaos.
Only to be met with a flurry of directions, of trepidation, of confusion and mayhem. She could hear Anju yelling out commands, and to those nearby, she snagged, hoping for her own semblance of directions. With a voice no longer soft, but striving to be heard over the cacophony, the regular citizens needed to be safe. Needed a central area. “Everyone else get towards the Temple!” They could be stable, secure there. Until the next load of skyboats could snag them.
Then she flickered near the Dragoon, dropping her basket where it might be needed. “I’m going to fly ahead and see if I can spot anything,” hastening off immediately thereafter, a flurry of pink feathers.
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Lena tells anyone not getting evacuated to all meet at the Temple, and then shifts into her cockatoo form to scout around the cliffs.
Lena has herself, and a basket left near Anju containing bandages, rations, and water.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
