one might say don't take things for granted...

As the snake struck Gloom, Audra lurched back out of fear. She wasn't happy that Gloom got bit right after breaking her ankle, but she was relieved the snake paid her no mind and slithered off into the shadows. Her own breathing was shallow and rushed as she took a step closer to Gloom. When the other fae looked up at her and mentioned that she would need help, Audra nodded quickly. "Th-the Hallows is-isn't far. There w-will be anti-v-venom there and b-better supplies," her voice is near rasping as her throat feels dry. She hadn't ever been in a situation before where her medical supplies weren't already with her.

There were two options here: run the risk of Gloom dying while she ran back to the castle or help Gloom hobble herself there. With the clock ticking and her heart racing in her chest, Audra decided on the latter. "O-okay, I'm n-not st-strong o-or b-big, but I c-can help y-you b-back. It-it w-will be s-safer th-that way," her stumbling words barely made it out as she closed the distance between herself and Gloom. "J-just d-don't p-put any w-weight on y-your b-broken leg," Audra mentions as she leans close to Gloom, bracing herself so that she can get up and learn herself on her.

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