Monody sat quietly on the back of his renjor, the reigns of the mount grasped firmly in his small hand. The moment was quite solem, at least for him as the dark night sky and his accompanying silence were distrubed by the impact of bright comets falling to the ground across the land. His mixed gaze traced the falling shapes as he held the reins tightly to prevent his mount from moving too far from where he had stopped it… Just watching. Slumped against his back the sleeping form was Risk, who didn’t seem to be bothered by the thundering booms of space stone crashing to the earth. That didn’t surprise Monody much, surely the boy must have heard thunder just as loud cracking out on the sea. In any normal circumstance he would have shoved the young pup off his back and into the snow, made him walk, but there was a lurking sense of danger he felt. Surprisingly not from the flaming death comets either. He knew very well that leaving the group once they had given up on their endeavors and