Dirty water, poison rain [Disbandment]

Everything happened rather suddenly. One moment Typhon had been resting peacefully, curled against a particularly large boulder, when suddenly a loud crack of thunder in the near distance arrested his attention. He'd been napping, blissfully unaware of the storm stewing overhead - though when he finally stirred and cast his attention to the skies he knew this wasn't going to be a small one. He slowly began to amble upwards toward the top of the canyon, and it wasn't long before he heard Razi's call to gather.

By the time he nearly reached the top, the rain had begun. The slow, steady beat of rain against the earth slowly intensified as he grew closer to where Razi had called them from, accompanied by the boom of thunder, much closer now. Typhon scowled slightly, furrowing his brow to brace himself against the rain, which seemed to be coming at him sideways the heavier it got. He was still quite a ways away from the meeting spot, but before he could get there he noticed the sudden rush of water, crashing like the waves of the ocean over the lower portion of the canyon. It had opened up suddenly, akin to a waterfall pouring over rocks.

Typhon felt panic well inside his chest. Somewhere up ahead he saw a cluster of wolves gathering, though who was up ahead was difficult to make out against the sheets of rain that pummeled the canyon. But somewhere even closer, a bit lower on the rocks, he heard coughing, just as he saw the glimpse of a body being pulled by the incoming water and thrown mercilessly against the rocks. His heart sank almost instantly. Was that Zinnia? Though Typhon was far from a selfless creature, it seemed heartless to let go of a follower of the Empire. Zinnia was not family, and yet she had chose to serve them.. was she not valuable? Assessing the risks, he decided to veer down the canyon - navigating the precarious rocks as carefully as he could, with the rising water almost as quickly as he could move. A low growl built in his throat as he headed toward her, growing both frustrated and worried as the water seemed to carry her away. Finally, after considerable effort, he reached her and began to pull her to higher ground by her scruff. She was unconscious, and he was still fighting the crashing water, but he was determined to get her - and himself - back to safety.

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