Timit chattered incessantly as the group crested hill after hill, passing by quaint Borealan establishments. Right now he was wondering about the angry bacon population of (I can’t remember the castle’s name for the life of me, clearly I shouldn’t be leading this rp).
Korim told him that he was sure there were swine there, but it would only be of the uncultured kind.
Cam drew in the fresh sights and smells. In a weird way, this place was more crisp and real than her own home. The sun felt so good kissing her skin, and the houses were nestled in the hills in such a wholesome way that they gave you the insuppressible urge to randomly give someone a hug.
The animals were somewhat strange and ugly. The pigs looked ordinary pigs, but big and ugly like the ones in the woods, and horizontal stripes on their sides. These did not have tusks, though, presumably these were cut off. That must have been where the bacon came from.
This place would have reminded her of The Shire, if there were any...
A circular door sat in a hillside minding its own business, completely unaware of the commotion it was about to cause. A tiny pink bird lighted on the handle.
“Is that a hobbit hole?” Cam asked. “Do hobbits live in it?”
(My brain is dead, but I should probably note that Ky and Lili exist)
Kylan picked up his pace, going at a steady pace beside Korim; his feet lifting higher than they should from the feeling that he wanted to run. Anxiety knotted in his stomach, making him get shivers down his back occasionally from his knowledge that it was nearly impossible for a little six year old boy to survive in a dangerous forest for three days.
He glanced back at the others, eyes locking on Aria for a moment, before looking back ahead and flexing his fingers with unease. "How long did you say the journey is before we arrive? I mean, do we know an estimate to when we get there?" He asked Korim, trying to keep his voice calm. God, please don't let it be long. We have to get there fast. Maybe... Maybe Torin's there. Dakirum.
Lilith stayed towards the back of the group, sly eyes flickering from person to person. Now that they knew a possible location of the kids, she really didn't plan on leaving the group, and didn't want anyone to fall behind only to be taken themselves. Her hands were gripped firmly on the camera hanging from her neck, and she quickly got a snap of one of the homes that caught her interest, making sure no villager saw in case of their suspicion. She wanted to always be able to remember this place, if she even made it out-- Which, she had a sinking feeling in her stomach that they wouldn't. That those portals were one time things and the kids hadn't made it.
She felt her chest twinge at Kylan's anxiety, feeling another stab of sympathy for the younger teenager. Her head spun with his wrecked emotions, Blair's also ripping in at times, making her own emotions flicker to the point she wasn't sure what was her's or who's.
She glanced at Kevin, giving a thin lipped smile to him as she noticed his doubts-- At least she thought the were his, sometimes it was hard to decipher when there were so many strong ones being thrown about-- And dipped her head, having realized that when he pushed them away, it cleared her mind in the slightest way. She then turned to Cam when she spoke of the Hobbit. "Like, from the series? I loved the movies of that. Never read the books though." She said, trying her best to make small talk.
Kevin looked back, giving Cam and Lilith a quizzical look. “Hobbit? What’s a hobbit?” He asked, sharing Aella’s confusion. “Is it... like a bunny?” Kevin asked. By the look of the door, he doubted a simple rabbit could do something like that. “...A humanoid bunny?” He grimaced, picturing a bunny with a human face and human arms. He really hoped that wasn’t what a hobbit was. And if it was, he didn’t want to see it.