clan shi'kahr

finished some dragons :)

Eloise (pending rename) - Cosmicite Sorrow - Philomon

me: [bemoans lack of snapper M accents]

To call the past week warm would be an understatement. A choking blanket of humidity had settled into the wilds surrounding Saram covering everything in a suffocating blanket of heat and pressure. Not a creature stirred, even the myriad of insects seemed to deem the day too hot and far too humid to even think of filling the air with their caterwauling.

And that suited Mykiss just fine, there was work to be done. Rotten work.

The pearlcatcher stalked through the wetlands with the measured grace of a stork or heron. His bright blue eyes scanned every inch of his path for near imperceptible signs of passage. Disturbed silt, a bent reed, interrupted algae, a veritable dragpath through the locale invisible to the layman.

It wasn't long before he found what he'd been searching for: the bloated carcass of a podid. A grimace creased his features as he inspected it.

"Older female," he clucked his tongue and spat at the nacreous bile raising in his gullet in digust, "probably had a few more breeding seasons left in her..."

The creature was mostly in tact save for its claws. Where the wicked burrowing talons that the podid was so known for should have been there were only nubs. The rest of the remains were untouched left to bloat and distend in the sun.

Poachers.

"Cowards," he spat again as if trying to exorcise his own digust, "to take the claws and leave the meat to fester in this heat... the disrepespect."

The waters around his feet began to roil and churn taking the shape of salamanders, newts, birds, frogs, and even a bat or two. As quickly as they took shape the constructs darted off in a torrent like a flock of swifts bursting from a long dead tree.

They'd find them.