Flash Flood!

How long had she lain there? Unconscious, dying, dead? In reality, it hadn't been long at all. In the moment, it felt like an eternity. Isa's pale eyes were partially open and glassy. A part of her saw the giant shape block out the light, but it all seemed like a dream. And then suddenly there was weight upon her body and she could feel the water in her lungs coming back up. The blue woman coughed as water was forcefully expelled from her lungs. Her pinched off throat squealed as she pulled her first breath of much needed oxygen into those deprived lungs. Isa's body shook from exhaustion and the shock of being alive instead of dead. She coughed so, so hard, her body aching all over.

Consciousness belonged to Isa once more and the memories of the current event came flooding back to her. The outcropping where she'd washed up was high enough that the water couldn't reach her here. Concern for the pack was at the forefront of her mind. Blue eyes finally rose to rest upon the blurry but concerned face of Sirius. The words that he'd spoken prior registered and Isa managed to cough out, "I'll never give up on you." The woman continued to pull much needed air into her body, her breathing labored from the pain of her abused lungs and battered body. With one paw, she waved the man away. "Make sure the others are okay," she advised.

Isa would be sure to repay the man later, but for now, she was too exhausted for much more than a soft kiss to his lips. Still shaking, Isa pulled herself up a little higher on the rocks. Thankfully they were somewhat flat. She curled up in a little blue ball. Rest. She just needed a moment of rest.

"Speech"