Eros - Autumn's Disappearance

<i>With a heavy sigh, the tall man had finally reached the shore, his soft and pale feet scattering the grains of warm sand about as he continued his stroll forward. Something was off... The natural world did not feel right. Slowly, he bent his shaven legs, lowering himself until he sat upon the ground, legs forming a small, open space before him, whilst his incredibly long kimono would splay out to four sides. Calloused, svelte hands delicately sat upon his lap, a deep breath being taken into his surprisingly thick chest -- he was a bird, and they were known for proud breasts -- while emerald and sapphire orbs slowly fluttered shut. The trance had begun. Soon the wind began blowing, an incredibly quick gust picking up in the eastern direction and rattling the old bones of the mansion far behind him. Within his mind, he was at one with nature. Swirling colors of various hues mingled, loved and battled in the same moment: vivid indigo and fuchsia, tinges of scarlet and silver. -c-
<i>Each with their own agenda, negotiating and lashing at one another in an endless struggle of power. Amidst it all was a verdant sphere, stalwart in the center of the feud. It was now that the wind began blowing westward, and the vision rapidly changed from abstract to concrete; a foggy field of unidentifiable identity, and standing before his sight, was the Progenitor of beastkind. Autumn. ( http://i.imgur.com/sLh32fV.jpg ) The only one of his kind to exist with nine tails, she was the most welcoming and utterly friendly of the six Progenitors, and the only creature in the multiverse as it stood to have been close to Mother Nature itself. Her metallic eyes, typically bright and warm, were now simply reflective and cold. With hands folded into the sleeves of her kimono, she would slowly turn as the fog overtook her form. And then, chaos. Havoc and panic filled the images in Adonis' mind, of animals mauling and attacking humanoids, of canines howling in woeful unison. -c-
<i>Of the planet, Venus itself, in agony -- her people, a simultaneous epiphany and sudden depression washing over them like a high tide. It was then, that he snapped into a conscious state, peering up into the now nighttime sky before him. He had but a moment to decipher what had been shown to him -- Autumn, the Progenitor of Beastkind, Mother Nature's Advocate, had gone missing. It was then that the <b>urge</b>, the <b>need</b> to return to his home planet dropped upon him like a great many bricks. The wind had stirred around quite a bit of sand, leaving a pattern in the shape of some sort of glyph on the beach, in the center of which he now stood. "...So it seems that is the case," he murmured, the first words he had spoken since this dreadful feeling had hit him two days prior. "Ah... Home again. I do hope the servants have kept it all prepared for me... But I doubt they had any better reaction than I. Oh, how arduous." -c-
<i>"Alas, I must go!" he proclaimed, lithe but powerful legs carrying him as quickly as they could back into the mansion. "Surely the Progenitors will address this! And surely, someone will need one so joyful as I to keep them moving along.~ Ah, I do wonder how Cherub is doing..." He hummed to himself as he had significantly slowed down within the halls, as not to alert anyone to his possible distress. Truthfully, he wasn't panicked in the slightest. It was not in his self to be under stress, at any moment in time, no matter the situation. "Last I heard she was pregnant -- with quadruplets, no less! Ah, that mutt.~ I do hope her pups are well, if they survived," he would monologue to himself, no standing quietly with a hand on his chin, in the room just past the entrance. The foyer, he believed it was called. Did he have time to wait? To dilly dally around? Did he want to? No. Now was the time for action. -c-
<i>He made a sudden decision, that he was going to use his personal ship to transport as many beastkin as possible to Venus, so that those less fortunate would witness the announcement the other Progenitors were bound to make on the subject. So, with that thought in mind, he rushed out of the building and home, to return the following day and gather any beastkin, and then do so in the remaining local areas. "Instinct, don't fail me now!" he shouted on the way out, almost excited for this trip despite the situation at hand. -e-