
For the last few nights, Smoldering Ember had persuaded Sun-Cursed to accompany him in the guise of patrolling the area due to the recent attack on their neighbor in the mangrove cluster dens. Though the safety of the kin living in his immediate neighborhood was indeed one of his objectives, he had spent the last few nights mulling over the possibility of telling Sun-Cursed that he wanted to accompany her on her evening excursions because he knew that there was something stalking her, something that may have been the cause of the attack on the neighbor in the first place.
He promised her when he asked her to share his den with him that he would do everything in his power to keep her happy and safe. Telling her about this presence following her would only serve to make her concerned, but continuing to hide the fact from her only puts her in danger. The last few nights have caused him to feel inadequate to fulfill his promise to her. He hasn't had a decent sleep in the last few days because deep inside, he feels that his den is no longer safe. He wishes--if only for just a day--that he could bring Sun-Cursed elsewhere where he didn't have to worry about all of these problems and where he can get a good night's sleep just to sort out all of his thoughts and feelings.
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Tonight they decided to patrol near the mangrove thickets. The wall of growth provided an effective barrier for larger predators and critters from invading the area of the dens, but any determined, persistent kin could squeeze through the thickets with some difficulty in the cover of night to travel to different areas without being seen. As the night grew darker, Ember found himself increasingly thankful that Sun-Cursed was with him, her glow the only light leading their way.
Without warning, the darkness around them suddenly started to pulse and wave. Immediately, he was at Sun-Cursed's side. It looked like the spot in front of them illuminated by her glow was the only part that remained solid, but the ground behind them started to shake underfoot. He tried to steady himself but the shaking only grew worse, jostling him so violently that his internal balance was also affected which caused him to lose consciousness.
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THE CROSSROADS
He blinked awake, sitting with two legs below him and two limbs to his side. No longer did the ground shake. The surroundings were alien to him, but didn't seem dangerous. He felt the warm rays of the sun caress his face with early morning warmth. Then panic set in. Sun-Cursed can't be out in the sun!
He looked to his side, the last place he knew she was before his vision went dark, and there she was....