[Aeolynn]: 217.Wooryrienganell: Bored in Poseidon

Wooryrienganell: Bored in Poseidon


Looking about, the Wooryrienganell’s long neck arched around a corner with its bear-like ears twitching slightly and its intense gaze softened. When it couldn’t see anyone in the deserted walkway it brought its long-limbed body around, delicately stepping over the still body of a man in white with red staining the coat and the ground around it. 

The Wooryrienganell sneezed and wrinkled its nose. Ever since the invasion of the Lis’iro the humans hadn’t really appeared… alive. They were all lying around with the crimson liquid around them, some whole while some... lay in pieces. It was all very strange to the Wooryrienganell, considering the amount of movement down at the underwater base before the appearance of the Lis’iro compared to now. Walking daintily with its claws out for balance, the male Wooryrienganell laughed softly to announce his arrival to the other creature loose on Poseidon One; a female Wooryrienganell. Around the corner lying awkwardly on the cold tiled floor with her two pairs of wings folded was the female, who let out a soft bark in happiness,

“Rien, it is very lonely here, especially since the humans have gone through this stage of silence. Did you have any success in your search for something to do?”

Rien shook his head sadly, “I do believe we are now officially bored.”

The female sighed, annoyed. One of the worse things that can happen to a Wooryrienganell is to become bored,

“I’m getting slightly worried at the stillness of the humans.”

“I know of what you feel Ane, I feel the same way. The red that they lay in sparks a long lost memory, one that I still cannot recall. A Wooryrienganell can survive in parts, but I know not whether a human can.”

“Are you saying they could be… dead?”
Rien nodded, his foxtails swishing around his long giraffe-like legs.  The Lis’iro were a water species with sharp webbed claws and a mean temper that had come aboard Poseidon One a few days ago and not long after the human’s began to sleep in their crimson liquid iron. 

“Dead, or close to it I suppose, it has been two days. I am… worried.”

Ane laughed quietly with her own form of humor, “A Wooryrienganell worried?”
Rien didn’t reply but lay down next to her without another word.

Patting him in assurance with one of her penguin flippers Enne leaned her long neck against his and put her head on her paws,
“If we are in a dangerous predicament, I’m sure someone would have told us!”


Fin.


Note: I kno its short but its also a fun read, enjoy!