the Rift


[OPEN] where do we start

Mesec the Nightwind Posts: 476
World's Edge Glazier atk: 5.5 | def: 9 | dam: 5
Stallion :: Tribrid :: 16.3hh :: 7 years old HP: 76 | Buff: NOVICE
Lucius :: Royal Zephyr :: Roc & Lyra :: Common Kitsune :: Dreams Sarah
#1

get up, get out, get away from these liars
'cause they don't get your soul
or your fire



His mind was constantly on the issue at hand, distracting him from the other thoughts that had occupied him when he had returned to Helovia. He had found part of his family, at least, and that did something to soothe the troubled mind. Well, one of the troubles at least. It seemed as though he was doomed to constantly have a million different things pulling at him. Well, maybe not quite a million but certainly it felt like a little more than the average share.

Mesec kept these troubles to himself, though now he wished he had been more careful about keeping the demigods in one place after they had been visited by their parents. Wouldn’t they have a better shot at figuring this thing out if they worked together? If they could pool their minds and come up with a plan.

But whether it was with his cousins or not, there was the rather confusing matter of where to start. His cynical mother had been rather right about that. They did not have very much to go off of, did they? Just that something was wrong and something was happening.

It was early morning when he returned to the island in the sky – the stars not yet fully hidden by the rays of the sun, which was just starting to add reds and pink to the clouds nearest the horizon. Even if he had not wanted to poke around this strange new feature of Helovia a little more he might have been pulled here simply for the relief of Frostfall that it provided. Everywhere else the season seemed to be in full swing, frost and snow covering everything in sight. But here, in the last breath of night, the air was almost warm.

Not having any idea what to look for, apart from more signs of black fur, or if it was a good idea or not – Mesec found his way close to the centre of the island and decided to work his way outward, keeping an eye out while he tried to think of a better way to spend his time. Asking around to see if anyone else knew anything about the murder? He wished Roskuld were here; they could be a team and investigate together.

Loud cop, quiet cop.

As the dawn came along faster, throwing vivid colours against the sky, Mesec was a spot of night left behind – his black and silver body a magnet for the shadows not yet willing to give up the ground to the light. At least the dawn meant clues might be a little easier. He thought he could feel his mother’s disappointment and annoyance like a cloak around him and it only made him more determined to figure out who – or what – murdered that pegasus. She might not be impressed but at least this wouldn’t be a complete waste of time, right?

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