Lacking teleportation had meant traveling the old-fashioned way. Except it was Deepfrost and Zef had no intention of freezing her wings off and falling out of the sky like a bird-shaped stone halfway to the Hollowed Grounds for another round of Void-flavored misadventures. So she let someone else do the flying and bundled herself into a cabin aboard an airship with a brazier that she wrapped herself around for the week it took to reach the second-farthest place from Torchline on the planet.
But who was counting?
She wouldn't even have volunteered for it if so many other Ancients hadn't been heading to that blighted region in recent seasons, but she was curious to see what Danta-dearest had made of the place and she wanted to check in on the cub's progress. So two birds, one stone and all that jazz.
It had all sounded good on paper until the ship landed at the docks and Zefira looked out across the expanse of snow on the ground with a hiss of displeasure. Even bundled into the biggest coat and scarf she could find - and fuck but did she hate all the bulky layers - it was purest misery and she was sure her nose and ears were going to be stone before the day was done.
She stomped towards the designated meeting place in boots that she wore with extreme reluctance and no little awkwardness, golden eyes narrowed as she glared around for any sign of Void critters or plants that she could snag and be done with it. Alas the one time she wanted one around the infection was nowhere to be seen.
A sparkly girl eventually came into view beside an icy lake, however, and judging from the cage in her hand she was on the same errand as the Ancient. "You're Seren, yeah?" she called from within her woolen fortress. "There's plenty of spiders back in town. Or there was the last time we did this li'l song and dance." Also there was supposedly a fire and easy access to nice, warm indoors, but Zef didn't feel that part needed mentioning out loud.
But who was counting?
She wouldn't even have volunteered for it if so many other Ancients hadn't been heading to that blighted region in recent seasons, but she was curious to see what Danta-dearest had made of the place and she wanted to check in on the cub's progress. So two birds, one stone and all that jazz.
It had all sounded good on paper until the ship landed at the docks and Zefira looked out across the expanse of snow on the ground with a hiss of displeasure. Even bundled into the biggest coat and scarf she could find - and fuck but did she hate all the bulky layers - it was purest misery and she was sure her nose and ears were going to be stone before the day was done.
She stomped towards the designated meeting place in boots that she wore with extreme reluctance and no little awkwardness, golden eyes narrowed as she glared around for any sign of Void critters or plants that she could snag and be done with it. Alas the one time she wanted one around the infection was nowhere to be seen.
A sparkly girl eventually came into view beside an icy lake, however, and judging from the cage in her hand she was on the same errand as the Ancient. "You're Seren, yeah?" she called from within her woolen fortress. "There's plenty of spiders back in town. Or there was the last time we did this li'l song and dance." Also there was supposedly a fire and easy access to nice, warm indoors, but Zef didn't feel that part needed mentioning out loud.
