|
Post by Hiruko Koudo on Jun 6, 2012 12:08:43 GMT -1
All three of them were fully embraced by the strength of Tialka, the raw power flowing through their veins and radiating outwards.
"O-our fur is white," Hiruko said with disbelief, observing each Founder in turn. It was no ordinary white fur either like some of the Torakans on his homeworld that lived near the mountains: the white fur had a brilliant sheen that glowed vibrantly around them. It was an unfamiliar warmth that Hiruko had never felt before.
Mylar floated between them all, smiling, and bowing a head down to them. "Founders, protect this world," he spoke softly but with confidence. "Protect what was always meant to be yours. My connection to this world lies only in seeing that it remains thriving with life as you have so generously bestowed upon it. You are the true keepers of Tialka."
|
|