Another Case Of Bad Luck

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The water and debris tumbled around her, disorienting her as the rush of it continued to carry her further along. Though she could hardly make sense of what was up or down, Callisto struggled, trying to claw her way toward wherever the surface of the flood waters might have been in order to fill her lungs with a needed breath. Let me go, her thoughts screamed at the flood, at the waters that currently consumed her, let me go!

Either in answer to her plea or because her senseless struggle to reach air finally succeeded, she felt her paw break through the water and dragged her head up and over the fury of the river, sputtering as she tried to breathe in deeply and avoid as much of the churning and splashing at the same time. Over the roar that surrounded her, she thought she heard a voice, someone calling her name, and though she recognized it Calli could only think of her own fate, the danger that she was presently in, and how desperately she wanted to be out of it.

She breathed in deep, prepared to yell back in answer, but was swept back under a second time. Knowing better now, she resurfaced much more quickly and called back before she could lose her chance, "Jak!" Was he safe and out of the water? Could he see her? Gods, would it be too much to ask that he could? Callisto lifted her head clear of the water, trying as best she could to get her bearings. There! It looked like part of the land stuck out a little bit, and if she could try to maneuver herself closer she thought she might stand a chance of dragging herself out.

With that thought in mind, she paddled and fought against the water's pull to drag her under yet again, hoping to get close enough to the edge to pull herself out in passing.