(WormyxWere) 1x1 RP

[Wormgod]

((Sure, why not?))

Both boys dropped what they were doing and scooped Moira up in a rather awkward, very soft, as painless as possible hug, "You're alive!" Ruber exclaimed, and Artyom explained, "We're on a sandbar."

[miraphoenix]

((Okies!))

Sniffing as her father started to wake, Tiamat didn't respond for a moment, concentrating on not crying fire. "M-mom.... She... She left...." she whimpered, still curled on Nny's chest.

Wincing a little as she was hugged by both boys, Moira smiled faintly, closing her eyes for a moment as the pain washed away. "Is...e-everyone...okay...?" she asked softly, remembering the incident with the worms. She didn't know what might have happened while she was out cold.

[Wormgod]

Johnny sat up, holding Tiamat in one arm so she wouldn't fall. He expected Chimere to argue with him, and maybe they would separate for a few hours and then make up. Apparently she skipped the fight entirely, "Where did she go?"

Artyom pulled away first and picked up his branch again, "Yeah. The worms can't get us here." He said and finished the sentence in his mind, "at least, until the tide comes."

[miraphoenix]

Snuggling closer to her father as he cradled her in one arm, Tiamat hid her face in the crook of his elbow, tears sliding down her scales. Raising her head, she sniffed once, then gave her answer. "T-to....A-azathoth..." she whispered, body quivering with the fear of not knowing what was going on.

Relaxing as Artyom said that the worms couldn't reach them here, Moira smiled, moving a little closer to the fire. "G-good..." she murmured, knowing that there probably wasn't any food, and it would be useless to ask.

[Wormgod]

Johnny paled and jumped out of bed. He was already dressed, so there was nothing else to do but go after her, "WHAT!? Why?"

Ruber let go of Moira as well and scooted closer to her, and the fire. Artyom did the same on her other side.

[miraphoenix]

Squeaking as her father jumped out of the bed, causing her to dig her claws into his shirt to keep herself from falling off of him, Tiamat wondered what on earth had happened to cause so much tension. "D-dad? Wh-what's going on?"

Purring softly as she felt the other two supporting her from either side, Moira allowed herself to relax, glad that the pain in her back was less intense. "H-how long...until the...t-tide...g-goes...d-down....?" she asked softly, wondering if the worms would attempt to cross the sands when they were free of water.

[Wormgod]

Johnny readjusted his grip on Tiamat, ignoring the pain from her claws digging into his chest, "Nothing. Everything will be fine. Did she tell you why she was going to Azothoth?" He asked and started building a portal.

Artyom looked up at the dark horizon, then at the moon in the sky, "Five hours. Maybe three." He said, "Don't worry, this sandbar is too small for a worm. They could try, but the sand is a little...unstable near the shore. It's easier to drown here than to be killed."

[miraphoenix]

"N-no..." Tiamat whispered, clinging to her father's shirt. "Sh-she just offered to take me with her--she took Yamir--, then left!" Whimpering, she buried her face in his elbow again, deeply confused about what was going on.

"G-good..." Moira whispered, leaning against Ruber and Artyom for support. "Th-thank you both....for your h-help...." Yawning widely, she was glad for the fact that the two boys had found such a great safe spot; from her perspective, they could stay there indefinitely!

[Wormgod]

Johnny cursed and focused on the portal, paying only a little attention to Tiamat, "It's okay. We're going to find them."

Ruber wrapped an arm around Moira's shoulders, and Artyom around her shoulders, "No problem." Ruber murmured, smiling weakly.

[miraphoenix]

"I... I h-hope so, Daddy...." Tiamat whispered; she was a little nervous about going through the portal after her last adventure with Yamir. Clinging onto Nny's shirt with a deathgrip, she waited for the portal to be completed.

However, there was something watching the trio from the water; something that was highly dangerous. A smooth, green head with glowing red eyes was watching them, waiting for the time to strike...