Lost & Scared
07-07-2013, 06:53 PM
After a few seconds the pup was able to figure out who this white wolf was, who the voice belonged to. It's me little one, Demonio. Her eyes went wide when he told her who he was, images of the white man flashing before her eyes of the other day when he had come upon her playing with her rock. If it was him then he was definitely trying to help her! Seraphine had to try being tough, she had told him she wanted to be a warrior! And warriors didn't whine like little pups! She gave a few quick nods of her head when he asked if she remembered him, trying to cling to his shoulders, not wanting to fall back into the icy water. Her body had been shaking uncontrollably since waking up, teeth starting to chatter. She had been shocked at first, unable to feel how cold it was until now. Even if she wanted to try being tough, the pup was extremely frightened and cold, whines slipping from between her lips as the man tried getting to the shore. She could feel his body working hard beneath her, struggling against the water but able to get through it unlike her. Soon enough he was clinging to the shore, ears held back against her head but able to catch his voice. He want her to climb over him and onto the bank, to hurry so she could be safe. What about Demonio? Would he be safe? Would he be able to climb up in time or be swallowed up by the roaring river? Then she moved, as fast and carefully as she could. Paws spread out to keep her up and somewhat balanced, moving her forward slowly at first then lowering herself and lunging forward. Little paws scrambled against the bank, puling and kicking, pulling herself up after a few moments. She was shaking terribly, turning her body around as quickly as possible to see if the male would be right beside her. Demonio! Hurry! She barked, paws kneading the grass, hoping he would be able to pull himself up and out of the crazy water. "normal, talk, think, you" Awesome table by Serendipity <3 |