Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
So apparently falling rocks are the DM's go to common in these caves. Amalia jolts as the boulders begin to tumble, losing her place on Deimos' shoulder and shifting back to leopard form. Lithe and swift she dodges a stone... only to realize she has landed further into the cave, on the other side of the fallen rocks.
As the others begin to plan and discuss Amalia turns away, her eyes shifting to a barn owl's so she might peer into the dark. She aches to go in further, to learn and explore, but does not know the extent of the injuries and can do nothing to clear the rockslide. So she takes a careful few steps forward, round ears occasionally flicking back to keep track of the decisons of the rest of the group.
As the others begin to plan and discuss Amalia turns away, her eyes shifting to a barn owl's so she might peer into the dark. She aches to go in further, to learn and explore, but does not know the extent of the injuries and can do nothing to clear the rockslide. So she takes a careful few steps forward, round ears occasionally flicking back to keep track of the decisons of the rest of the group.
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
