Among the greats

Everything had gone black and she swam just on the edge of consciousness until she felt the sharp sting of something at her wounds and she jolted awake with a gasp, her mint eyes looking around as her mind slowly caught back up with where she was and what was happening. The lifted her gaze to the healer that was treating her and sighed, swallowing hard as her heart hammered in her chest. A moment later Sirius' howl made her jump and she turned her worried gaze toward the Warlord. A meeting? Now? So soon? Well, it certainly couldn't be helped now. She glanced at the pile of branches that she could loosely call a cart that sat just behind her piled with fractured, burned bones and chard remnants of flesh.

All the memories came flooding back as she continued to return to her senses and she had to fight back the overwhelming wave of emotion as her stomach churned. Nudging Mo away, she forced herself to her feet and limped a couple feet away before turning back toward Sirius and falling heavily back to her haunches. If the healer wanted to keep treating her now he could, but she wouldn't look at him as he did. Her gaze was laser focused on Sirius, the words he spoke to her on the way here burning through her mind.






















"Tamsyn" | "Blue"