Solira: The Ocean: depth; ANY

The black leopard padded across the sea-salt waters across the coast. He is young and reckless even as he moves towards the blurr in the distance. A shrilling cry rings out of his throat and then it is silent.

Micah stands alone, as usual gazing into the darkness of the sea. Dawn breaks brilliantly in a cascade of colors, blooming above the horizon, he huffs lightly as his mind is quiet, all is quiet, peace is something he does not find as often as morning comes. The cat makes his own prensence as it stops short of him, panting he sits watching the same morning from a different view. “Micah“ They cat breathes into his mind, almost restlessly, stirring and thinking.

Even by his companion his peace is interrupted it is now he knows his day has begun.

“Yes, Nimir-raj.“ Even in his mind he speaks freely, the cats yellow gaze averts to him. “I can feel your uneasiness, your uncertainty, please don’t dwell even I can not sleep.“ It is a bond they share, even as his earth links them. But he does not answer to his wishes, he ignores him, even if his thoughts are truly what should happen. Instead his heart sings and his mind crushes it. He has not been here even in Soliras darkest times.

The seer does not feel as if he has done his all, he doesn’t know if he has it in him. Only the cat believes he does.

But still as morning rolls over into a golden ray of light, if not even hope he watches the waves wade in and out as the wind catches them, playing with them laughing. He smiles, even if it is just lightly, barley present he does.

A sigh crawls from his mouth admitted into the thick chilling wind.

He is home, at last.

The boy and his cat.

M i C A H
TEACHER OF SOLIRA. EARTH THREE[BARKSKIN]. SEER.