Finding Asylum
08-23-2013, 09:54 AM
CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO FLY ~*~ He grabbed Orica first. He didn't really think about it. She was his cousin and she was all he cared about in that moment - if something happened to her.... Heaven forbid it. He was weak and he was spent - he'd just spent what felt like centuries in a burning land, often times half carrying half dragging the girl - certainly farther than the other male had gone. But he had had his second wind. He had had a drink. He could muster together the strength to bear her a little farther. Latching his jaws, in her scruff, he dragged the girl the last few steps to the edge of the water. His own pelt was drenched already but now he was stepping back into the shallows to kick the water into her face - praying that those clue eyes would open. He was exhausted but he wasn't dazed anymore. The panic that came with the idea that his little cousin might not be okay was enough to make his heart hammer and his teeth grit. It was one thing when the world took someone from you - it was another when you were the one that failed them. "Orica!" he called. "Wake up!" I WILL LIVE TO SEE YOU DIE |
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