A hardened heart still beats
Chaos. It was everywhere. The angry roar of the brute, and thundering of hooves, a terrible screech. Hooves? It confused her for a moment. Memories from pack meetings briefly flashed in her mind. Obsidian. The horse, she belonged to the pack. How had she known to come? The ivory woman knew very little about the massive animal, only seeing her at pack meetings. The attack seemed to last a lifetime. Erani and Cormalin tag teaming the brute, Obsidian making her entrance, that would surely leave an impression on the brute.
The familar scent of the lead healer reached her nose, gaze turning to meet hers. She felt a gentle nudge as the woman guided her away, leading her to safety. Steps were slow, still trying to become coordinated again. She stayed close, keeping by Erani's side, using her for added balance. Her heart still pounded in her chest, realization beginning to form. If not for Erani and Cormalin and Obsidian, who knows what would have happened to her, she would probably still be at the mercy of the brute. She shuttered at the thought.
Noises slowly faded away as the pair got farther away from the danger, silencing enveloping them. Gaze turned toward the woman, hoping she wasn't hurt. She'd feel terrible if anyone got hurt on her behalf. Questions started to form. How had she found her? How did she know she even left Valhalla? It was still uncertain to the smaller woman were they stood with each other, they hadn't see each other since their last meeting, which hadn't gone all that well. But she was thankful for her presence today. |