Into the Ocean
02-01-2019, 02:35 PM
You’re good luns!
He was wavering on consciousness as the voice reached his blue tipped ears. He tried to look up and in the direction it’d come from but he was much too weak. He thought thta he had heard his mother’s voice to begin with and had he been more awake would have felt pain in his heart knowing it was not her. When he just started to believe he’d imagined the voice there was a sudden shadow over his eyes and teeth at his scruff. Erys didn’t have the energy to protest or even question the action as he was pulled fully from the ocean. The voice sounded again, so much like his mother’s gentle whispers. The sound was enough for him to lift his head towards her and open his blood shot eyes.
He sighed softly as a shiver went through him as something was suddenly draped over his frozen form. It smelled musky, but he felt so much better at its addition. He didn’t know if his voice would work as he lay there limply. Already his nose had fallen back to the ground. He moaned softly instead, his silvery gaze trying to focus on his rescuer. His lungs still labored to retrieve air, but he could feel his life force returning as his body heat was more easily retained. ”Momma?” Erystotle whispered hoarsely as he looked for the face of the one who’d birthed him. Not fully realizing he’d never lay eyes on her again.
He was wavering on consciousness as the voice reached his blue tipped ears. He tried to look up and in the direction it’d come from but he was much too weak. He thought thta he had heard his mother’s voice to begin with and had he been more awake would have felt pain in his heart knowing it was not her. When he just started to believe he’d imagined the voice there was a sudden shadow over his eyes and teeth at his scruff. Erys didn’t have the energy to protest or even question the action as he was pulled fully from the ocean. The voice sounded again, so much like his mother’s gentle whispers. The sound was enough for him to lift his head towards her and open his blood shot eyes.
He sighed softly as a shiver went through him as something was suddenly draped over his frozen form. It smelled musky, but he felt so much better at its addition. He didn’t know if his voice would work as he lay there limply. Already his nose had fallen back to the ground. He moaned softly instead, his silvery gaze trying to focus on his rescuer. His lungs still labored to retrieve air, but he could feel his life force returning as his body heat was more easily retained. ”Momma?” Erystotle whispered hoarsely as he looked for the face of the one who’d birthed him. Not fully realizing he’d never lay eyes on her again.
