Leave me behind
Asla
11-16-2020, 12:04 AM
Panic was the first thing that struck the girl when the bear surged into her den. She knew that it was Bas's bear, but she didn't know why it had such a strange look on its face. The answer soon came to light. Basilisk was injured. He needed help. Panic clung hard as the injured young woman tried to figure out what to do. How in the hell was she going to get anywhere with a broken leg? It took a short while, but eventually Aslatiel had formed a plan. With Bas's bear and Ashur, she was able to hook them up to her aunt Io's small cart. The bear would be able to lead them back to where Bas was and could drag Bas back in the cart, depending on his injuries. It all made sense, right? Gods, she hoped so. Without telling anyone where she was going, the trio set out on their journey. Thankfully it wasn't winter yet or their trek would have been even more arduous. As it was, it was difficult to traverse the swamp. In time, they made their way far enough that Aslatiel could see a russet colored spot on the horizon. The nearer they came, the more confident she was that the spot was the prone form of Basilisk. The cart rolled to a stop beside the big wolf and Asla practically fell out of the cart trying to get to his side. Only the snarl of Ashur reminded her just how broken she was. The leopard helped her gingerly down from the cart. She leaned against him as they moved to Bas's side. Asla gave him a visual inspection, brows knitted together. She could see nothing physically wrong. There was no blood, thankfully. Then what was going on? "Bas, what happened?" Moving forward, she pressed her legs against his body to let him know where she was. His eyes... they looked strange. "Speech" |