Life isn't always what you think it'd be

Your hands protect the flames from the wild winds around you

Eirnan saw her heart leap out of her chest in that moment, hearing the crack from the distance as he started to make a run for the shore, trying to outrun the fracturing ice to make it to the safety of their embraces. He pushed off of the ice, managing to make it to shore and only then did she let out a sigh of relief. She started to sniff for any kind of injuries. Sure, he was the healer, but he was also the one she was looking over for injuries. Despite not having a specialty in these things, she did know quite a bit, things she had picked up since she had met him.

She caught Caed’s worried tone and hummed softly in agreement. “Are you alright, Love?” Her concern was whether or not he had twisted or torn anything because his pelt lacked the stench of blood as far as she could tell which was good. “Don’t ever do that to us again.” The words echoed in agreement with the other Kearney, nudging him softly, lightly nipping at his ear in display of affection. “I think for now it’s best to follow the shoreline towards the south. The sooner we can get further south, the better I think it ought to be for all of our health’s.” She asserted because she was not afraid to take charge right now. “And perhaps water will be a kinder resource further south as well.”

"Eirnan"