Thick Skin
1st of Spring, 514 A.V.
1st of Spring, 514 A.V.
It had been happening for days, the changing of the foliage, the altitude, the plants. Gradually, but noticeably the trees grew smaller, thick wet jungle giving way to much drier scrublands. She realized it was because she had crested a large mountain. She didn't know much about weather, but she understood that the mountains pulled in rain. The Kandukta Basin sat in a low point surrounded by higher climbs, all of the Summer Monsoons collected there, Zinrah and Taloba on only slightly higher ground to either side of it, but here? This place was on the outside of such mountains, and it showed.
At first Tinnok had assumed that this would mean there would be less life. What she knew of the lands with only sand told her that creatures couldn't survive off of a lack of plants and water, but as she traveled she realized this was far from the case, it was only that the animal, insects, and plants here were used to the lack of hydration. Spiny plants that held all their water within, scorpions, small snakes, tarantulas, they flourished here. Strange small dog-like creatures, and the other day she had even thought she had seen a cat, like a leopard, but without any spots.
She knew she had reached the grave of behemoths, or at least the edges of it, when she saw the massive six tusked skull in her path. Dry grasses grew up within it and around, but there was no mistaking the two primary pairs of tusks with the third, much smaller, but still pronounced, showing themselves as well.
She walked up slowly, her hands passing over bones bleached white by the sun and weather, stroking the rough surface reverently. After all this time away from the hearty jungle where she had grown up, the witch was scared she wouldn't find this place, instead becoming eternally lost or somehow accidentally traveling out of her biome into another region to get picked off by barbarians. She took a moment to clear her mind, both hands resting on two tusks that were easily twice her size, resting her forehead against the forehead of the skull.
"Blessings be to Caiyha, who guided me here, to Syna for lighting the path, to Leth for doing the same, to Oriana..." She had added Oriana's name to her prayers, but she wasn't always sure what to include. ...for if not for her, I would be with child now." She finished. She kept thinking it was not an appropriate prayer, why pray to the Bear Goddess of Mothers for not having a child? But Tinnok was only reminded of Mamoru's cruel eyes, her own fear at what could be forming within her, reading Oriana's story on that great stone tablet, and they fact that she was still alone...a mother to her jungle, which was more than enough responsibility for her.
She raised her head, staring in the two empty sockets of the long dead Tskanna. "And thank you, for showing me I am in the right place. You must have been the biggest bull when you were alive, it is fitting you show others the way to their graves." She smiled, giving a tusk a final pat before striding past it, eager to see what awaited her ahead.