Fighting for Asera » Places

         "OH! When we get to the bakery, I'll be happy to make you some dinner!" Cassie and Matt didn't get guest that often. "We're almost there. I can just barely see it." She squinted and tried to focus on the bakery in the darkness. "I know it's a bakery, but that doesn't mean we live on pastries and bread." Cassie added.

~Meanwhile~

Matt looked at the not harpy. "Well, if you don't want me to call you lady, then may I have a name?" He went behind the display case and got a few cupcakes. "Of course we have cupcakes, I was just offering you our special. We have cheesecake, chocolate muose (Yes moose... don't ask...), green tea, french vanilla bean and berry cupcakes. Would you like to try one, or some?" He held out the cupcake palette towards her.

         The air was warm and a breeze gently drifted through the air. The sky was blue and the clouds were large and puffy like over-sized cotton balls. It was the perfect day to spend time outside and even though most would wish for it to be carefree, it couldn't be. The threat of Diaphs was everywhere and it wouldn't leave until every last one of the horrible creatures were killed. Until then, everyone would have to live in fear of such frightening beasts. It wasn't all that often that children could play outside without their parent's watchful eyes. Quentin even had a difficult time leaving his alpaca unattended.

Quentin would attend the alpaca by himself most of the time, with Anna, the collie at his side. However, today the man had stayed in bed. His hips ached far too much to drag himself out of bed. Skylark had tried to give him medicine but the stubborn elf refused, saying that it was "too modern" and "not to be trusted," and so, Skylark was left to do the chores on his own today.

After tending to the alpaca Sky had made his way out front to play with Scout. He grinned as his black and white collie retrieved the ball that he had thrown. The young man gently pulled it from the dogs mouth before petting his head, "Good boy, Scout," he told the dog before pulling his arm back and throwing the ball once more. Again, the collie darted after the toy, barking and yipping in excitement. After Scout retrieved the ball once more Sky took it from him, petted his head, then gave it back to him and headed inside.

He opened the front door and made his way through the small kitchen and into Quentin's bedroom, "Quen, how are you feeling?" He asked quietly.

"Im alright, I just need some rest," the elf grumbled back.

"Alright old man," Sky replied with a smirk. As soon as he left the room his smile faded and he turned his attention to the kitchen window.

With Quentin in bed from pain, he would have to fight any approaching Diaphs on his own. They were in the country, not the city, and country folk had to fend for themselves. Sky absentmindedly tugged at the fabric covering his right eye. What would he do if he had to fend for himself? he could always hide, but he needed to look after Quentin.

The young's man's mind wandered to the events from a few nights ago. it had been a quiet night and everything seemed peaceful, but then, as if out of nowhere, Sebora, the large and powerful diaph had come rampaging into the barn where the alpaca were. He and Quentin managed to fight her off, but only because she did not feel like fighting and had decided that one alpaca would do for the night.

Of course, one alpaca may have seemed like anything to many people, but they were not cheap.