Silhouetted in the corridor that became the tree-lined walkway stood a figure backlit by the constant flashes, his cloak and tail sweeping gently behind him as the winds that made it this far in tugged at them.
"I don't think I've ever seen a storm this bad before..."
Though quiet, his voice was intense, betraying a focus and a quiet worry -- not for his own safety, but simply the sanity involved in venturing out into that nightmare. It looked safe, and yet the moment it became unsafe, it would be too late...
Dust didn't ask for help, though -- not out of pride, but simply because asking for help didn't occur to him. Yet with the way his fingers curled and uncurled at his side, he clearly didn't want to venture out on his own. Help?
Pantalones Giganticus
Clutching at his massively oversized pants, with mounds upon mounds of cloth tumbling down in front of him and threatening to trip him at every moment, Dust hunched over low -- blushing so fiercely the color was visible through the fur on his face. He'd seen a couple of people fix the problem in a way that... that was, uh, a bit familiar? There had to be another way.
Trying his best to be subtle, Dust crept towards Kedrigan Hall. He was, as it happened, not subtle in the slightest. Especially not when going through the door inside, as his oversized pants snared on a doorknob and brought him up short.
Dust | Dust: An Elysian Tail
Silhouetted in the corridor that became the tree-lined walkway stood a figure backlit by the constant flashes, his cloak and tail sweeping gently behind him as the winds that made it this far in tugged at them.
"I don't think I've ever seen a storm this bad before..."
Though quiet, his voice was intense, betraying a focus and a quiet worry -- not for his own safety, but simply the sanity involved in venturing out into that nightmare. It looked safe, and yet the moment it became unsafe, it would be too late...
Dust didn't ask for help, though -- not out of pride, but simply because asking for help didn't occur to him. Yet with the way his fingers curled and uncurled at his side, he clearly didn't want to venture out on his own. Help?
Pantalones Giganticus
Clutching at his massively oversized pants, with mounds upon mounds of cloth tumbling down in front of him and threatening to trip him at every moment, Dust hunched over low -- blushing so fiercely the color was visible through the fur on his face. He'd seen a couple of people fix the problem in a way that... that was, uh, a bit familiar? There had to be another way.
Trying his best to be subtle, Dust crept towards Kedrigan Hall. He was, as it happened, not subtle in the slightest. Especially not when going through the door inside, as his oversized pants snared on a doorknob and brought him up short.
"-Nrgh!"
(I'll do prose if you'd prefer!)