Good Morning, World! [FLOOD]

*Mithras* · 01-31-2016, 06:54 PM

Mithras felt his body straining against the weight of the tree, but he would have fought the gods themselves if he needed to. From his angle he couldn't see even a scrap of Faria and he had no idea if he was okay. A flash of red alerted him to the safety of his youngest daughter and he would have sighed in relief if he wasn't so preoccupied with straining his every muscle and fiber. He did not dare to let even a single one waver. To him it felt like a lifetime passed before he saw a bolt of blue wriggle it's way out from under the tree. He thought at first it was Artemis because it seemed so small, but to his immense relief it was Faria dragging herself out of harms way. She was alive, thank the heavens. "She's clear, Ullr!" he called out over the raging storm before gently letting the tree down. He wasn't sure if the pale male had heard him and didn't want to crush him instead by accident.

Mithras bounded forward, closing the space between him and his oldest friend in only a breath. He sniffed her from head to toe, asking questions all the while. "Are you hurt anywhere? What happened? Where are the girls?" He picked his head up and looked around for Iskra, hoping she would know where her wayward siblings had gotten off to. Instead he turned to Ullr, who for the time being seemed to be his best bet. "Are you up for a task? We need to get organized and make sure everyone's accounted for. Will you take a group through the valley to search for anyone in need? I'll take the injured and the children to safety in the Willows. Once they're set up, I'll come find you." He turned to face the rest of those gathered by Faria's den. "All those who are fit enough for a search party step forward. Those unfit will come with me to safety in the Willows." He wanted to proclaim a head healer for them but with a crushing sense of failure realized that he had no idea who amongst his pack was trained in the healing arts. He promised himself that after they got through this he would call a meeting and get rankings all figured out.

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