exit stage left
legion meeting
11-17-2019, 01:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-17-2019, 01:00 AM by Lyra.)
She had been sleeping, like most of the other wolves of Legion when the disaster had struck. The ground tremors was the first thing she felt, and she tossed and turned uneasily until they suddenly increased in their intensity, and dirt started raining on her inside her dug den. Awake then, her eyes widening in alarm, she quickly threw herself out of the den, uncertain if it was collapsing on her, or what on earth was happening.
Outside was no better. The stars were obscurring, the ground tossing and turning and trembling and shaking, Within moments, she could start smelling the smoke, and her first thought was fire - but she could see no fire. That is... a bright light erupted to her north, and she spun around to see fire reaching into the heavens for as high as she could see, and clouds of ash and smoke billowing.... and those clouds were spreading fast, and heading towards them.
With the smoke burning in her throat, and panic threatning to take over her mind, she took a quick, slow breath and scanned the area. Pack - family - first. Who could she see? The first figure she saw was a familiar shaggy one, and she quickly loped over to the dog who stood taller than some wolves. "Bjorn," she barked roughly, her tone much more harsh than it would be otherwise. "Come with me." She didn't stick around to see if he listened, but instead took off, nose working as she tried to figure out where the hell her family went. The smoke was getting bad already, even moments after the explosion - she knew she had to get out, and away from the ball of fire in the sky. The ball of fire that was getting decidedly closer, and had lit numerous other things on fire, like the one that was progressing towards her even as she tried to find some direction.
She was running out of time, though. She swung around to face Bjorn, and she jerked her head at the fire. "Run," she spoke hoarsely, nodding at the opposite direction. "Try to stay with me if you can, but do what you need to to stay alive. You can find us afterwards if you get separated." Could he try to escape? Yeah. Could she do anything about it? Nope, not right now.
With those last words, she was off, bolting as fast as she could in the opposite direction. She saw no one, heard no one, but knew she had to run. Hot wind hit her back and smoke was filling her lungs. It hurt to see, it hurt to run - she couldn't see where she was going, only that she let her nose lead her away from the fire as best she could.
Time passed - she wasn't sure how much. Only that she kept running until her lungs burned, her paws ached and bled, and her muscles trembled with the exertion of simply standing. She was near the river, she knew that much, and while she wasn't sure where her family and pack were, she figured they... hopefully got out, and would be around the same area. She couldn't smell anything, not anymore. Her throat burned from the smoke, and her nose did too. Her chest hurt, her ears were filled with the sounds of fleeing animals, and she could barely concentrate at all.
Thankfully, within moments - maybe longer than that, she couldn't tell - a distinctive warble of a howl rose above everything else, and her head whipped to her right. She knew that voice; that was her father. She had to move then - take steps, and get there. It thankfully wasn't too far, and it didn't take too long even with her exhausted body pushing itself to the limits, and she blinked rapidly as she squinted through the smoke to see who all was there. It was... a disappointing amount. But she could see her father, her grandfather... her brother. Her eyes closed as some of the tension she carried left her body, and she padded quietly over to her brother to give him an affectionate nudge on the shoulder, a display of affection she didn't do all too often. The tension was still there, as there were pups among the missing and many others gone, but... her brother and father were thankfully safe. She didn't linger long, though, approaching her father quietly and offering the same, before stepping back. "What can I do?" she rasped quietly.
Outside was no better. The stars were obscurring, the ground tossing and turning and trembling and shaking, Within moments, she could start smelling the smoke, and her first thought was fire - but she could see no fire. That is... a bright light erupted to her north, and she spun around to see fire reaching into the heavens for as high as she could see, and clouds of ash and smoke billowing.... and those clouds were spreading fast, and heading towards them.
With the smoke burning in her throat, and panic threatning to take over her mind, she took a quick, slow breath and scanned the area. Pack - family - first. Who could she see? The first figure she saw was a familiar shaggy one, and she quickly loped over to the dog who stood taller than some wolves. "Bjorn," she barked roughly, her tone much more harsh than it would be otherwise. "Come with me." She didn't stick around to see if he listened, but instead took off, nose working as she tried to figure out where the hell her family went. The smoke was getting bad already, even moments after the explosion - she knew she had to get out, and away from the ball of fire in the sky. The ball of fire that was getting decidedly closer, and had lit numerous other things on fire, like the one that was progressing towards her even as she tried to find some direction.
She was running out of time, though. She swung around to face Bjorn, and she jerked her head at the fire. "Run," she spoke hoarsely, nodding at the opposite direction. "Try to stay with me if you can, but do what you need to to stay alive. You can find us afterwards if you get separated." Could he try to escape? Yeah. Could she do anything about it? Nope, not right now.
With those last words, she was off, bolting as fast as she could in the opposite direction. She saw no one, heard no one, but knew she had to run. Hot wind hit her back and smoke was filling her lungs. It hurt to see, it hurt to run - she couldn't see where she was going, only that she let her nose lead her away from the fire as best she could.
Time passed - she wasn't sure how much. Only that she kept running until her lungs burned, her paws ached and bled, and her muscles trembled with the exertion of simply standing. She was near the river, she knew that much, and while she wasn't sure where her family and pack were, she figured they... hopefully got out, and would be around the same area. She couldn't smell anything, not anymore. Her throat burned from the smoke, and her nose did too. Her chest hurt, her ears were filled with the sounds of fleeing animals, and she could barely concentrate at all.
Thankfully, within moments - maybe longer than that, she couldn't tell - a distinctive warble of a howl rose above everything else, and her head whipped to her right. She knew that voice; that was her father. She had to move then - take steps, and get there. It thankfully wasn't too far, and it didn't take too long even with her exhausted body pushing itself to the limits, and she blinked rapidly as she squinted through the smoke to see who all was there. It was... a disappointing amount. But she could see her father, her grandfather... her brother. Her eyes closed as some of the tension she carried left her body, and she padded quietly over to her brother to give him an affectionate nudge on the shoulder, a display of affection she didn't do all too often. The tension was still there, as there were pups among the missing and many others gone, but... her brother and father were thankfully safe. She didn't linger long, though, approaching her father quietly and offering the same, before stepping back. "What can I do?" she rasped quietly.