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01-16-2017, 10:10 PM
The Elephant King trumpets in rage at the father griffin’s sharp slash that opens up the thick, wrinkled skin of his shoulder. His trunk writhes into the skies, sharp tusks slashing through the wintry, misty air seeking to protect the foals and maim the hungry, deadly beasts.
His ears flap first in relief, and then in paternal panic as the flighted predators begin to disappear in to the low hanging clouds. Did they take any of the foals with them?! Were his children here? Navy eyes sweep around, finding heartbreaking amounts of foal blood. His trunk writhes once, large round, elephantine feet shuffled carefully around the many, delicate foal bodies. He took in the injures, panic slowly abating as he realized that all the children were breathing. His trunk brushed many chests to feel for pounding hearts and breaths just to be certain. The Elephant could not take another child’s death.
“Moon Doctor,” was his command to Mbwene, sounding strangely deep and trumpeted on his elephant vocal cords. The wide-eyed pachyderm gave one, short toot in acknowledgement before charging off at full speed to find Tilney or Lyanna. His eyes then glanced towards Mesec, before speaking once again, “It’s alright now, children. They are gone. You are safe.” But there was something dark coiling in the King’s gut: blame. He should have been able to better protect these foals. A long breath pushed out his trunk as he continued to check on all the younglings.
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