Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Iolaire
Professor
12-16-2019, 04:08 AM
Iolaire sat on the edge of the pit and shined her claws on her chest, giving them a once over when she was done. This trapped woman seemed tedious. Perhaps she was only like this because slow death was on its way, but Io imagined not. Despite her misgivings, it wasn't in her to let anyone die. Rising again, she went to the willow with its long, vine line branches. Paws on the trunk, the small woman snapped off a long, pliable branch. Returning to the pit, Iolaire flipped the trailing end out to the red woman. "Whenever you're ready," she spoke through clenched teeth. Thankfully, pulling the wolf to the bank of the pit wouldn't take too much strength. She wasn't too far out. Iolaire waited for the fae to take hold, then planted her small paws in the grass and pulled backwards, thick tail lashing behind her as she fought for purchase. It wouldn't take long at all to unstick the stuck dame. Once that was accomplished, Iolaire could show her a safe pool to wash in. No one wanted to smell like swamp mud forever. Blech. |
Io has a dwarf caribou companion and a snow leopard companion. Assume they aren't with her unless stated otherwise.