The Battle Castle | Morning
Etincelle 134 | Melanie 134
"I sure hope we can use the rocks when its safe again." Etincelle started to zone out, the thought of rocks taking his mind somewhere else. As he walked, his thunderstone bobbed, tapping against his chest in a familiar sensation he had long sense grown accustomed to. Will she ever get to use it? It had been so long since he'd seen his sister.. what if she had already evolved, or.. He shook the thought away, not wishing to dwell anymore today. "I don't see why not." He chimed, smiling as he looked forward. He would get that chance; Cinder and Faux were on there way, the others would be alright. Everything.. would be alright.
With his thoughts in a blur Etin couldn't think of anything else to chat, and he remained quite until they made it to the Castle door. "Ah, we made it." He chirped, breaking pace with Mel to nudge the door open for them. "There we are," he spoke again, made his position clear so Mel could entered without assistance. She limped forward, moving slowly so her whiskers could detect the door, and made her way inside. In the last so many yards up to the Castle the fox finally felt as if she was somewhere familiar, and now, with the same flooring beneath her paws, she could relax and know where she was. "What a lovely walk," she cooed, as though that's all it had been since the last time she left this building.
With her steps unhindered, aside from her beaten leg, the Ninetales marched forward with an intention to go back to the room they had slept in. She had spent so much time there, having deep conversations with Mist, questioning her life without sight. That's where she belonged, wasn't it, sequestered away in the back while their friends fought for their lives? "I wonder if there are any berries left." Etincelle pipped up cheerily, as if trying to draw in her attention as she trotted to the spot they had eaten in before. "You hungry, Arry?"