[SE] [Open] An artist's view

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. Seeing the exchange and hearing Amalia's translation, Ray nodded to the equine in respect as well. Thank you for allowing us to be here. As it became apparent that the creature was requesting help, Ray was torn. She wanted to help but something held her back. This equine was still very much an unknown in terms of both it's species and motives. She glanced down at the pool an felt a small shudder go down her spine  at the nearly fathomless depth. I'd be willing to help but I can't swim that deep. And I don't have an aquatic shift. She turned to her companion. Do you have one Lia? If now, we're likely not capable of helping. Ray spoke with clear sorrow, honestly disappointed. If this creature was telling the truth, not being able to help sucked. At the same time, if it was a trick, hopefully her response would not anger it. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus