DiamondsHeart

Ronrong had left Xǐ for a mere moment alone, before she had vanished from his care. They had a slight difference right before their separation, which made ronrong a tad anxious. Was it really necessary to argue about whether or not the voices were real? It was surprising and frustrating at how quick did the two went their separate ways over such a small matter. After all they've been through, it seemed not only their gore was the only thing hot.... Their head was a very good match. Explosive thoughts got the best of them and while they rarely stayed mat at each other, it was still a big happening whenever the occasion arised. The lava Suup gave a long and loud sigh. His friend always got in trouble, and it was his responsibility to take care of her. It was kind of draining, but he wouldn't have it any other way. Xǐ had found him, and instead of cowering in fear or judge him, she just offered a helping paw at him. She was also made of lava, thing he ended adopting from her after some

Cleaning the dirt off his fur, Icarus decides to get up and continue his climb. After all, he was about to reach the top. Finally after all those troubles and headaches he went through, he was about to complete his journey. He could taste the victory in the air. Rushing his pace he continued onwards. His claws making sound with every rushed step. When he saw what was ahead of him, however, he stopped. Needing to take all of that new environment in. It was such an idyllic place. A place that could only be described as breathtaking and powerful. That's what that place projected as. And if you asked him, he could also add magical to the long list of adjectives for it. The entrance to the inside was like a cave and it's walls were fully covered by growth. It was almost like a magic portal to another realm. The kind you see in movies and games. Slowly, passing his paw on the leaves, the gorgi admired the entire view ahead of him. Icarus enjoyed the start of the end of his journey. It

Icarus was more than aware that what he saw in the water was not just a panic hallucination. He was still sitting down in the floor taking in everything that had just happened. The breeze felt chilly against his wet fur. It was no use to take the towel out again since it was already wet. He had to sun dry himself this time. And that's exactly what he planned on doing. Shaking the excess water off his fur, he tiredly took a deep breath. He felt exhausted anyways, so even if he had been dry he would probably still continue sitting down or even laying on the floor watching the clouds as some time passed by. He closed his eyes and let the air caress his fur. Breathing that fresh sea smell, from a safe area of course, he let everything sink in. Despite the whole ruckus, it felt peaceful for him. How long had it been since he last had the opportunity to sun bath under peace and quiet? I'm contact with nature, where no body could bother him. No outside noise could break this for him. And no

After walking for a while, Icarus saw the path ahead and shivered. He had been walking for quite some chunk of time. And while his resolved wasn't wavering, his body pleaded for a break. He really wasn't built for mountain climbing. Another thing that demanded attention was his now rumbling stomach. If we wanted to ignore his aching limbs he couldn't ignore the rumbling of his tummy. Remembering his packed meals Icarus decided he would take yet another needed break. He needed to refill his energies and refill his stomach. Looking for a place to sit down and peacefully eat he walked around in circles. He spotted a place where there was a big rock he would sit and recline on. Carefully making his way he walked to the rock. Not without making sure every step he was about to make was on a flat surface and not a hidden hole he would fall or get stuck on. The earlier fall was enough to turn poor Icarus paranoid of every step he gave form now on. At least until he left the eroded pathway.

Feeling confident with the exchange with the old guide, he made his way to the path he had firmly chosen. The eroded path. Both seemed like a reckless choice, but this was a great opportunity to thank his sister for standing up for him. A small thank you to express some of the gratitude he felt towards her. He loved Prae more than anyone on the entire world. She was his hero and role model. He owed who he was entirely to her. As a child he got in trouble whenever he confessed this. His parents were devastated, always throwing a tantrum because "how dare you disrespect us". Strangers and extended family always said it was a phase, that he'd grow out of it. Prae always laughed and agreed, just to get him out of a pinch, once again. As time passed he stopped voicing his thoughts to avoid any and all possible problems that doing so would end up being dropped on to him. Regardless, his sister had his back on unrelated family drama that came. Icarus was standing next to a big wooden sign

With a loud thud the boat announced the contact with shore. Younger gorgis all flooded to get down, making the boat shake like crazy. Some tripped with the border of the boat. Others even fell face first when their luggage got trapped inside the boat. Elder gorgis also made their way out of the boat, some more clumsy than others. Icarus held his ground. He planned on being the last one to leave the boat, to avoid any of the aforementioned possibilities happening to him. He understood the excitement, but it blew his mind how they rushed and risked getting harmed while doing so. Waiting a few minutes wouldn't male the volcano disappear right before their eyes. However, the boat captain seemed unphased by all of this behavior. The moment Icarus stepped down from the boat he had second thoughts about his journey. It was almost like stepping into another dimension, as wild as that may have sounded. Even the air seemed to change. The one at the ocean was light and refreshing, it could

The sun rays reflected on the plated wings, making Icarus look more like an angel as he made his way through his front yard. Warmth enveloped him in the same way you receive an unwanted and awkward hug. Due to this, a small drop of sweat made it's way down his forehead, a few more drops following soon after. A weak breeze tried to help cool him down, but the crisp weather was too much for it. As a metal bender, Icarus made a personalized mailbox. The eccentric mailbox shined as the light reflected on it. Bright red coloured box, golden wing shaped mail flags on both sides that went up and down simultaneously. The pole that held the mailbox was black with tassel shaped vines wrapping around it. The hole for letters was covered in small black tassels. For protection of the mailman, the border of the wings were protected with silicone, so they wouldn't burn their paws off when handling them. After reaching the mailbox, Icarus grabbed the mail that was recently delivered. He shuffled

Step after step Edger mentally thanked himself for bringing his hiking boots with the metal spikes. It made the adventure a bit easier on him. Slipping was reduced to the bare minimum and it also provided a bit more support when the wind gusts were too unkind to him. He had to often hold on tight to his hat out of fear of it blowing away. It was insanely cold out there, and he couldn't wait to reach the top. There had been so much stuff happening to him that he wondered if his decision for climbing up the mountain was the correct one. His resolve wavered with every step he took. The cold got inside his bones despite the thick garments he had been wearing. It's been so cold they got damp and that didn't help his case. No matter how many fire camps he lit, it wouldn't take away the cold from his tired and worn-out body. He wanted to sit down. To just lay down for a "little bit". But he knew damn well if he stopped that's where it all ended. And he didn't want that, did he?