Part the Waters
07-12-2013, 12:06 PM
Valhalla was dying, slowly drowning. Torrential down pours setting her home afloat. Given that it was edged by an ocean, it shouldn't surprise her but it did. She was soaked, clinging to wheat higher ground she could find as she tried to find other Valhallans. The pale wolf was soaked to the bone by the time she finally found others. Chrysanthe was the first she saw. Water sloshed as she trudged toward them. Well worn paths were hidden in the murky, debris filled water making it impossible to know if they were on trail or off. "Chrysanthe!" As she called out, distracted, she stumbled. The yearling fell into the water, finding it abruptly deeper than before. As her body tipped forward, her legs flailed, it was an impossible venture, saving herself. So she fell, unable to catch herself. Her face went under and as she hit the ground below her paws righted themselves to shove away. She came up coughing violently, water in her throat and nose. She staggered forward, stopping when she near. When she caught control of the fit she was having as her body purged the water, she spoke again. "Chrysanthe. Where is everyone?!" She cut herself short before she could go into a full blown panic attack. Where was Soleil? And Collision? What about Sarak? The list of wolves went on of course, but those were the ones she worried about the most. Those closest to her would always come first, she was just happy to know that some of the ones she loved were not in Valhalla at all to be in the situation. Speech, |
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