Arcus Irae were very peculiar lifeforms. Each of them were blessed with the shades of the rainbow. Some were vivid, others pastel or pale. Some even exhibited exotic patterns. However, with beauty, there is a price. Sizing in around the same as a small arctic wolf, these very delicate and feeble creatures were cursed with the fact that they would never be able to fend for themselves. Which is exactly why they were assigned to their guardians. Although they were not necessarily chosen, nature would find it’s way to gift them to one another. Vera’s problem was that she had not yet found her protector in this strange, new land. Disoriented, confused, and unaware of the dangers of her new home, Vera, along with the rest of the rainbow pups, would undoubtedly run into some trouble along their way.

Which explains how the little rainbow found herself dangling on the opposite end of a broken limb; her usual bright blue paws submerged under thick mud. Her delicate, pink frame curled around the limb, clutching on for what seemed like her dear life. Then Vera saw him, the massive demon who protruded from the shadows that had been swallowing her. A heavy step of his paw shook the branch lightly, causing a soft whine to erupt from the pup’s maw. But then his great daggers came down upon the limb, and up she went, her petite silhouette plunging forward to meet the damp earth beneath him.

It took a moment for her to regain her composure before she weakly stood upon her muddied pillars. It was a pain that the fae had never experienced before, - for the little amount of muscles she had, they were small and they were hardly put to use. Between her long journey and her short moments of dangling across the edge, Vera was definitely not used to this much physical activity. These small muscles trembled and burned beneath even her light weight. The petite being emerged from beneath the shadowed brute; slow and shaky steps weaving herself from around his tall stilts.

Rich purple hues were met with the brute’s sea foam green ones as he lowered his large mask to Vera’s light pink one. Little creatures shouldn’t wander. “Creature?” , she huffed softly, childishly. “I am no creature! I am Vera. And I.. I think I got lost. Why should I not wander? If I don't, then I'll never find my way.” The tiny being cocked her crown to the side, considering the male for a moment. He did not smell of Duma. In fact, his scent was completely foreign and unfamiliar to the miss. Her usual, warm smile finally leaked upon her kissers. “Thank you for saving me.. but, who are you? Have you seen any of the other rainbows? Oh! Or maybe the tempests? The tempests could certainly help!” The delicate girl circled behind the massive brute now and away from the edge, her pillars retaining their slow pace. Despite her enthusiasm, she could not suppress the stinging in her once-sensitive pads, and the dull ache in her limbs.

Scrambling up one of the larger roots, Vera placed herself upon her colorful haunches and waited for the male’s next words.

speak.