No fear allowed

Aslatiel · 03-10-2021, 10:48 PM

It seemed that she'd been able to make enough sense, for a moment later Naiche was assuring her that he'd get her to the springs. Then he was helping her onto his back. Gods... did her body hurt. The cold of the water was dying away and was being replaced by the cold of the winter air. In the interim, her body throbbed both hotly and icily with each beat of her heart. Each throb was like a thousand teeth bit into her flesh and ripped her asunder. It was excruciating. By far the worst pain that she'd ever felt. With her broken leg, she knew pain, but that was one leg. This was her entire body, inside and out. Even her eyes were cold. They couldn't make it to the springs soon enough. Aslatiel knew that the descent would be treacherous, but it had to be done. Not only for her, but for Naiche too. He'd gotten soaked while saving her and continuing to save her was soaking him even more. They'd be lucky if they weren't frozen together by the time they made it to the bottom.

The waterlogged fae was cold. Yes, we know she's cold. She was tired too. So tired that her eyes kept drifting closed. It was difficult to keep them open. Difficult to keep herself alert so that she didn't go sliding off and careening down the mountainside. Internally, she chastised herself. They should have just let the bear go. Abaven wasn't their pack. She had wanted to do what she thought a Reaper should do, but she should have just thought it through more thoroughly. It hadn't been her fight as soon as the bear left Armada lands. She was an idiot. Her stupid, stubborn pride was going to kill them both. Had she been able to cry, tears would have pricked her eyes. As it was, she was just too damn cold.

More than once they slid, forcing Aslatiel to sink her claws in to keep from flying off of Naiche's back and out into the wild blue yonder. She was sorry for it, but it was instinct. He was doing well though. He really had saved her back there and he was saving her still. The lower they went, the more stops he had to make. She fully understood the need to breathe but her teeth hadn't stopped chattering since she'd left the water. Again he assured her that they would get to the bottom and she didn't doubt him one minute.

On his back once more, they continued to make their way down. Then, out of the blue he spoke three words to her that changed her life. Something that she would have never expected from him. It was a shock to the senses. Not a shock like the water, but an entirely different kind of shock. He loved her? Her? Naiche? Pee fur? Hadn't she tormented him enough? Didn't he hate her? She tormented him daily by touching him, making him den with her, giving him kisses, fighting him for kisses. And he loved her? Perhaps the water and ice had addled his brain. Surely he was joking or at least not thinking clearly. Either way, Aslatiel wrapped her forelegs around his neck, gave him a squeeze and stilled her chattering teeth long enough to give the golden man a kiss on his ear. She had the rest of the way down to try to muddle out some sort of clarity to the bomb that he'd dropped on her. Gods...

"Speech"

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