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Rain during these summer months was almost an ironic occurance. Long days came to this land, the burning sun watching over the earth with his almost malecious glare. Though on rare nights, such as this one, the sweet moon gave up her journey across the vast sky to allow the clouds to bring forth their own blessings to the land. Of course, at such times, when it rains, it pours; as if the clouds may be trying their hardest to quench the earth's unending thirst.

Reena may have found the rain to be a bit of a bothersome thing, had she not the ability to hear the very earth rejoice in this small gift or had she not planned to make her way to the small tavern nestled among the hills. Why Gidian would ever wish to meet in such a dreary place, she'd never know. Her cousin seemed to have a knack for being vague on many an occasion, and seemed to take an odd delight in the fact that he could draw a look of confusion from the young Akasierian. Nonetheless, Reena responded to his summons as if it were no more than an invite to some casual dinner party, or something of that manner.

Her fingers brushed over the smoothed wooden frame of the door, before she entered; her eyes easily becoming accustom to the poorly lit tavern. A few of the tavern's patrons lifted their eyes from their mugs, but soon returned their attentions to their ale upon discovering that is was only a figure wrapped in a cloak like so many others. No one of consequence.

Reena's anonymity was nothing in comparsion to Gidian's own. Even with his flame red hair, he seemed to be one with the shadows in which his table hid, his casual gaze and relaxed manner radiating a sort of peace about him, or maybe even a silent warning to those that thought of approaching. Reena approached his table, her gait slow and steady, footsteps silent upon the wooden floors, drawing only a creak now and then from the aged wood. She sat opposite him, her golden orbs scanning over his form momentarily, a small frown creasing her brow. His features seemed different somehow... Younger... softer... Her silent curiousity, however, was only met with a light grin and a dismissive wave. "The Dekan have returned again, young one..."

Now this was concerning news. The Dekan... great beasts that resembled wolves, but adorned with dark stripes and blessed by the elements and fae... "The worlds have come together again, then?"

Gidian gave a small nod. "I suspect as much... And young Ruri believes much the same, though she currently resides among the Dir..."

Reena tsked softly as she laid her palms flat on the table beneath her, a small frown adorning her brow as her gaze became contemplative. "Is there to be war, then? The Omaluria pack certainly isn't prepared for such a thing... The whelping den is full, and I know that your own pack is still quite small."

The male merely gave a shrug. "We shall see... Though I would advise being prepared for the worst..."

"Indeed..."

oooo!!!! i love it. i agree with basically everything horse feater said. i liked how you developed the characters and created suspense...
i really want to read what comes next. please please message me when you write/post it. if that's ok with you...

and, because i write too, and i always feel it's nice, but not very helpful when people just praise your writing, i will try and scrape around for some constructive criticism. ok... it isn't really much. but the only thing i could think of was that the description of red hair as flame colored is kind of cliched. maybe you could say... blood red, or angry red, or cherry red, or rose red (k... that's kind of odd...)... i dunno. also, i always think of flames as organgy not as much as red. but then, if you wanted orange-ish hair.. i guess flame red is good. but there, i might just say orange hair.
ok... anyhow. you might have wanted the cliche, i have no idea. i'm just trying to be helpful.
um. also, i have a question. is there steps up to the tavern? that question just popped into my mind as i read it. because you know, if there are wood floors, usually you have space between them and the ground so they won't rot... and therefore there probably would be steps..
ok... i'm probably no longer being helpful at all..
but if you need help with anything, feel free to pm me.
mrgreen i loved it.

Thank you so much for your imput! And you have made me think about Gidian. He's always been a bit elusive with it comes to descriptions, but that may merely be that he has a tendency to chance constantly with the only feature staying the same is his red hair. And I do quite literally mean "red". The problem is how to describe it. Blood sounds to violent, where as cherry and rose are too feminine for him. It's quite the conundrum.

Luckily he's been a bit nicer to my pencil and markers and has decided to adorn a few of my art books. http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50483163/

I didn't think it was really that long...