Do you believe in Ice or Fire
Joe
06-05-2021, 11:41 PM
It took a few minutes for Kumiho to calm down enough to begin to really take in where he was, very nearly winding up hyperventilating if his spasming lungs weren't already having a freakout. Slowly his swirling vision began to focus and blurs returned to identifiable shapes. The ringing in his ears began to fade and the gentle whoosh of ocean waves on the shore took its place. A gentle pat on his side brought his startled gaze back to the little black-and-amber-furred girl at his side. She didn't say a word as she got up and made her way over to a nearby river that connected to the ocean just down the strip of beach. He watched her head off with a confused expression. Was he supposed to follow her? Was she leaving him after saving his life? Had this little pup actually just saved his life?! Where the hell was he anyway?
Kumiho swallowed a few deep breaths of the salt-tinged air, looking all around at the swampy forest, the open ocean, and a cluster of islands just across the river. He had absolutely zero idea of where he had ended up, but he knew what had happened to his raft to get him here. The evidence was still lodged in his leg, after all. He winced and sucked in a breath through gritted teeth. Blue eyes peered down at the driftwood jutting from the bloody wound in his leg, touching it with a tentative paw. Crunching sand brought his eyes up to the pup returning to him, carrying a leaf with a small pool of water in it. She pressed it to his mouth, offering no resistance while she moved his head and helped him drink the cool, fresh water. It felt soothing on his parched throat, and suddenly Kumi became very aware of just how dehydrated he actually felt.
He coughed weakly, watching her with curious eyes while she reassured him he was safe now. Was he? He was lost, wounded, and with a stranger—albeit, he didn't think she would be a threat, given that she was only a fraction of his size and still very fresh to the world. But where there was a pup, there was always a mommy and daddy somewhere nearby, and that didn't bode well for him. "Where...? Where am I...?" he asked between coughs, his voice hoarse with thirst and strained with the effort it took to speak.
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