the trouble with storms

Skoll Haskel · 09-26-2012, 07:54 PM

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This is super rambly and written in like five minutes, but ehhh... Skoll's gotta save his sister! Except they both might need saved now. +510

The days following his mother’s death had been rough for Skoll, who had gone on an emotional rampage of sorts through the neutral territories, getting into trouble and trying to vent his rage however he could. It had been immature of him, but eventually his emotions had poured out to the point where he thought he might be able to go back home.

Luckily, he’d gotten back to the Court long before the storm clouds began to roll in, but he hadn’t accomplished anything worthwhile during the time of peace. His family seemed to be falling apart—or at least he was falling apart on the inside, watching his once-strong father succumb to the grief that made Skoll moody and unpredictable. His siblings, once overshadowed by his bold personality, were stepping up and leaving him in the dust in a reversal he hadn’t expected. He hadn’t really even been able to handle being at home, with Liam around and Vigilante deep in sadness, and so he’d spent most of his nights outdoors.

When the hurricane reached Cour des Miracles, that had changed. Skoll’d taken shelter in the hotel, trying to help in keeping the residents calm even as he fretted about what might be happening in the old house near Lunenburg. He soothed Terra’s children and babysat them, and did his best to make sure that Niro had everything he needed while the weather was bad.

Rarely did he venture outside in this mess, as it reminded him too much of the churning water he’d fallen into as a child. However, he needed to replenish his own temporary stores for the courtiers living in the hotel, and he was hoping to find a soggy animal killed by the storm so that he didn’t have to stay out too long.

Running through the territory in his massive secui form, Skoll headed in the direction of the river. He knew that the land around the water had grown muddy, and if he was lucky he’d find a creature stranded in it. As he thundered toward the bushes lining the river, though, he heard a shriek and recognized his sister’s chocolate form disappearing under the current with a bloodcurdling howl.

“Lottie!” Skoll screamed, and didn’t stop to think of a plan as he galloped to the river and launched himself in afterward. Immediately, he was sucked under and began to panic, remembering the ocean waves pummeling him when he was a cub—but he remembered saving Heiro, too, like he needed to save his sister, because no matter what else she was family. He broke the surface of the water to draw in breath before letting the current carry him, guiding himself with little flicks of his massive paws before he thought he saw her, at which point he lunged to grab one of her arms gently but firmly in his jaws. What he’d do once he had hold of her, he hadn’t planned—but at least he’d be there, holding onto her, and maybe God would show them a way out.

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