Water water everywhere

Wisteria had never been so afraid in her life. First, Griffith took her away from the Kingdom. For whatever reason she didn't know but they were alone and despite her complete trust in him, she was scared. Being away from home was only the first stage, though easily managed at the beginning. Once the storms came and they were trapped in a hurricane, thrown  about the ocean as if they were nothing but ragdolls, her fear really set in. Luckily for her, tigers were better built for the water than male lions however, she was smaller and the storm did it's worst to her, throwing her into the cliffs as the hurricane drove her towards land and tossing her onto the shore.

She laid there for a while, flat on her side until life came back to her and she heaved a mass of salt water from her lungs before falling back to her side exhausted and sore. She hadn't heard Griffith call out to her, but she wasn't even fully conscious yet, either.