Outside the Battle Castle | Morning
Etincelle 129 | Melanie 130
"I'm surprised you haven't noticed it. Even through your solace you should have noticed how unnerving this is." Etincelle winced at the fox's words. They were cold, almost belittling of the good thing to enter his life. Sure, his priorities had shifted in the last couple of days, but that didn't make him numb to the world around him. 'Notice what' hung limply on his tongue, but he knew better then to show his lack of understanding so plainly. Sinking his pads deeper into the mud the Electrike felt himself tense as Cinder continued, "Something could be watching us. What if it was waiting for someone to wander off? We just let that happen!"
For a few seconds Etincelle didn't know what to think. They were both acting anxious, albiet in somewhat different ways, over something attacking them? Remaining calm he slowly looked side to side, breathing deeply for any strange scents. The pond smothered most traveling scents, but outside water and weeds all he could pick up was smoke. His immediate response was that there was nothing around but the others actions told him otherwise; they could never be too careful. Again he was reminded of his job as a scout, and how he had failed such a vital task. A wash of shame quickly overtook any bubbly joy he had regained, and while his head fell low his ears stiffened with a renewed sense of duty. The wind whispered, practically a voice he could not understand, and a chill suddenly passed through his spine.
"They didn't wander," he tried to reassure her. The fire types were worming their way under his skin and seeding doubt in his own belly, but Etin tried his best not to let this morning be any rougher. "She has a destination in mind and a personal bodyguard." But she was not convinced, fear sparkling in her eyes as she mumbled to herself. "This place pretends to be peaceful but its full of nothing but heartache." Again, silence hung on his lips. What comfort could he add? Had tragedy befallen Mel he would still be the despondent heap he was earlier, unable to function after such a loss. Was that what Cinder felt for the Eevee, a kinship beyond words? From the moment they entered this renowned battleground it had been fairly void of undead presence outside the buildings. They may have false security here, but Miyu was going beyond its safety to the woods. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to go to her rather than have her lugging all that food back to us."