A Storm of Fear
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(362) my next post will be her noticing that Hadley and Amatha are missing. O:

It seemed her memories of so long ago were happening again. She was young when it happened, but the vividity of the event stuck to her mind as if it happened only a week ago as the signs came to her. She'd thought the worst Nova Scotia would hold was snowstorms, but it seemed that hurricanes knew no regional bound. And she knew that a hurricane was just as bad as a snowstorm, if not worse in its own way. This is not some storm to be sniffed at, she had thought somberly when the hints were shown and had decided to tell the sun king about her suspicions.

But, instead of turning to the instinctual fear like she had in her youth, she slipped into some sort of zen mood, and she remained to have a calm head. Maybe it was because of her experience with this situation, but never the less she ordered preparations alongside Jazper with ease and confidence despite the rising winds and the dropping pressure. They had little time to prepare--hasty fortification had to be made, whatever prey that still remained despite the coming conditions caught, and they had to get the horses housed, doing everything as fast as possible.

They had gathered some food and did a good enough job on boarding up the houses and the courthouse, and she believed the pack will manage well with the storm. All they could do now was pray that the storm would move on fast--but it didn't the last go around, she remembered. She had been staring up at the sky, watching the rolling clouds when the time came, and the wind picked up. She rose from her spot and swiftly went to the the courthouse, where her mate was waiting. Alyssum quietly entered the courthouse and hovered near the lower level's entrance. The lunar queen would reassure her pack as they descended, and hopefully they would feed off of her comforting calmness.

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