Thread:Catdragon13873/@comment-44667511-20191229192437/@comment-33229352-20191229203545

Ishmael had been tending to a little garden in front of his mansion when he heard thunder. He looked up at the cloudless sky with a frown. Where did that come from?

That's when he heard a faint voice. A very familiar voice he hadn't heard in a long time. He dropped everything and took off in the direction that it had come from, and the very trees themselves seemed to make way for him. "ARIA?" he shouted.