we didn't start the [FIRE IN ABAVEN]

She was crying in the thickets again, only this time it wasn’t because she was stuck in a tree. She was lost, and fire burned around her. Already smoke entered her lungs, and her crying heaves where mixed with hacking coughs. Never had she truly felt afraid in her life, not until that moment. Her world was coming to an end, and all she could feel were regrets. How much she wished to see Poem, mumma, puppa, and Canni again. Those were the people that mattered most in her world.

When all hope was lost,a giant would appear from the grasses and the fire, cast in sharp relief from the flames, the dark lioness’s form would soar free from the shadows, and before Motif could even comprehend her saviour, she would feel sharp teeth in her scruff, and a wrenching sensation as she was pulled from the earth so fast her world spun.

As she let herself hang limp in Canni’s grip she would cry even harder. “I was gonna die, I was gonna die!” she wailed, the tears oddly joyful as she knew now that she would live. Canni would protect her from anything in the world. She would save her from nature itself.
She felt a bond in that moment to the lion that was stronger than any other she had felt in her life.

The rescue attempt was cut short when a wolf she didn’t recognise stepped in front of them, demanding her friend put her down. “Canni is Abaven, she saved my life! It's hot here, please get out of the way!” the tiny pups composure didn’t last long as her voice wobbled and tears threatened her singed eyes once more.