#okara

"How long has it been.. As the decay of time persists on it's course of perpetual motion, those memories never seem to fade. Perhaps they're never meant too, the burden I am destined to shoulder without impunity." The elders golden gaze fixated sickly upon the murky horizon before him. Silence paradoxically filled the void screaming into the warriors, weathered soul. The water froze against the ash like sand off of the shore, a grim reminder that no matter how much time had passed outside of the realm nothing could ever change within the void of darkness. He could do nothing more but sit upon that ever familiar rock and reflect. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Sun shined brightly upon the barbaric world of Sadala, it's beauty a stark contrast of those that reside on the Crimson Celestial Body. It's Ray's reflecting through the treeline of the forest where the 2 younger boys with Tails continued their sparring session. Their movements graceful as they were basic, both combatants floating just above the water as they traded blows with one another. Okara's gaze fixated upon his opponent, lunging in with a swift overhand right; the other boy easily repelling the laboured blows of the Saiyajin before returning with his own that easily pierced the boys sloppy defence, propelling him into the water below. The area around them fell to an eerie silence as the victorious Saiyajin observed the water with concern for his friend, air bubbles rippling against the water until Okara erupted from below the depths gasping for air. The concern of the boy quickly melted into laughter at the sight of the fish nestled into the Saiyajins ever upright hair. Okara: "Quit laughing Yamosh!" He roared, the embarrassment plastered upon his growing rosy cheeks quickly removing the floundering fish launching it into the face of his friend. The elder boy slapping the fish back into the water as he laid down on the meadows with a grin.