Back on the trail, following the gore crows - one white, one black - Hadama continued to scan the ground. He paid particular attention to the underbrush or places beneath fallen trees or in bramble tangles that would be less visible from above, but he still looked up occasionally to keep his friends in sight.
Another glint of gold caught his eye, and he bent to investigate the weapon before Maea's croak carried through the woodland air. He raised his head, turning immediately to look for the source--
But he could not see the white crow. A mist had risen over the river, thick and masking, and a sinister giggle caused his jaw to flex briefly in recognition of the source. Leaving the dagger behind, he strode swiftly towards the bank. Thalassa had already shifted back to two legs to wield fire, but the mist hid the delphinids from attack as well as confusing Maea.
At least, it hid them from above.
Dropping his trident without breaking stride and stripping his wrap shirt as he moved, Hadama dropped both near the bank of the river and dove in, using his momentum to arc into deeper water as scales rippled out from under his skin and stars danced within them. Safrin had told him to go forth and spread her light and so he did, taking on his Hippocampus form as he sought out the delphinids beneath the water where they could not hide.
Hadama dives into the river and shifts to Hippocampus form. He's hunting the delphinids, if he can see them.
Another glint of gold caught his eye, and he bent to investigate the weapon before Maea's croak carried through the woodland air. He raised his head, turning immediately to look for the source--
But he could not see the white crow. A mist had risen over the river, thick and masking, and a sinister giggle caused his jaw to flex briefly in recognition of the source. Leaving the dagger behind, he strode swiftly towards the bank. Thalassa had already shifted back to two legs to wield fire, but the mist hid the delphinids from attack as well as confusing Maea.
At least, it hid them from above.
Dropping his trident without breaking stride and stripping his wrap shirt as he moved, Hadama dropped both near the bank of the river and dove in, using his momentum to arc into deeper water as scales rippled out from under his skin and stars danced within them. Safrin had told him to go forth and spread her light and so he did, taking on his Hippocampus form as he sought out the delphinids beneath the water where they could not hide.
Hadama dives into the river and shifts to Hippocampus form. He's hunting the delphinids, if he can see them.
